896 Quotes by Catherynne M. Valente

Her father’s shadow looked sadly down at her. “You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won’t forget your war either.

September drank in the starry sky with a longing and a tugging and a sigh. All the way up, to that enormous crescent in the black.

We like the wrong sorts of girls, they wrote. They are usually the ones worth writing about.

You get the face you build your whole life, with work and loving and grieving and laughing and frowning.

When little ones say they want to go home, they almost never mean it. They mean they are tired of this particular game and would like to start another.

And as we watched, the Tsar of Death lifted up his eyelids like skirts and began to dance in the streets of Leningrad.

You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you.

I got a heart like a half bottle of no-label whiskey.Nothing to brag on,but enough for you, and all your friends, too.

Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it.