Judzsin

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“I have al the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin. Come to my door if you have a book – and a good one, not just your great-aunt’s book of doly patterns – and I will give you an egg or a cake or a pair of woolen socks. I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after”

The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making By Catherynne M. Valente

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“I have al the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin. Come to my door if you have a book – and a good one, not just your great-aunt’s book of doly patterns – and I will give you an egg or a cake or a pair of woolen socks. I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after”

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I've cards, of chess if you prefer, but I've always found chess to be a bit too much like real life to provide much enjoyment as a game.

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She certainly did not see Death stand on her tiptoes and blow a kiss after her, a kiss that rushed through all the frosted leaves of the autumnal forest but could not quite catch a child running as fast as she could. As all mothers know, children travel faster than kisses. The speed of kisses is, in fact, what Doctor Fallow would call a cosmic constant. The speed of children has no limits.

Hirdetés
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There's more than one way between your world and ours. There's tha changeling road, and there's Ravishing, and there's those that Stumble through a gap in the hedgerows or a mushroom ring or a tornado or a wardrobe full of winter coats.

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But one cannot simply say mysterious things and then run off! That's parctically begging to be fallowed.

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That's what a map is, you know. Just a memory. Just a wish to go back home – someday, somehow.