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"Don't worry, little bunny, we only use our triplet telepathic powers for good."
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"I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not."
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"You can't map a sense of humor. Anyway, what is a fantasy map but a space beyond which There Be Dragons? On the Discworld we know that There Be Dragons Everywhere. They might not all have scales and forked tongues, but they Be Here all right, grinning and jostling and trying to sell you souvenirs."
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"Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive."
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"My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!"
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"I honor and love the fairy folk and am excited to keep getting know them for the rest of my life!"
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"I think that there should have been some nice wumpires," said my sister, wistfully. "Nice, handsome, misunderstood wumpires.""There were not," said my father."
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"What is a fantasy map but a space beyond which There Be Dragons?"
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"I need to be a vampire," she said. "and I want one of them to make it happen. Michael will do fine. I don't care who turns me. The important thing is that if I change, I'll be a princess."I was wrong. She was really crazy."
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"Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the King like a tower, iron-crowned, and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a stormcloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it as a star; for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, that glittered like ice."
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"Smiling is confusing, she thought. This is why I don't do it."
Self
"He sat up. He smiled. Something heavy and winged took off from his chest.Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a postcard.Just three words long."
Emotion
"If this was just a dream she wished she could have it every night. Neal not quite whispering sweet somethings into her ear."
Desire
"Because, he says, it hurts to think about things that you can't have or help. S'better not to think about it."
Emotion
"The ultimate act of heroism shouldn't be death. You're always saying you want to give Baz the stories he deserves... So you're going to kill him off? Isn't the best revenge supposed to be a life well-lived? The punk-rock way to end it would be to let them live happily ever after."
Heroism
"He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One," he says.I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you."
Love
"I was eleven years old, and I'd lost my mother, and my soul, and the Crucible gave me you. "It made us roommates, he says. I shake my head. "We were always more. "We were enemies."You were the centre of my universe, I say. "Everything else spun around you."
Friendship
"I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it."
Mental Health
"With 'Attachments,' my goal was to write a really good romantic comedy. I wanted the reader to be smiling throughout."
Writing
"To have and hold. Not forever, maybe-not forever, for sure-and not figuratively. But literally. And now. Now, he was hers."
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