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"But those are just words, and words are just stories, and eventually, always, stories come to an end."
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"A great story is impossible to forget."
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"At the end of your story, you get down to the purity of it all. It's like distilling something."
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"Storytelling answers questions and solves mysteries."
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"Experience is the catalyst for all great stories."
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"What you need to remember is that there's a difference between lecturing about what you know and using it to enrich the story. The latter is good. The former is not."
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"When I was a child, I pestered my elders for stories."
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"As I quietly stare off into space, eyes glazed over and brow thoughtfully taut, know that I am going about my business. I am a storyteller. Daydreaming is the best part of my job."
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"I made this story up to make me feel better. Now I'm writing it down. It's not true."
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"The Marquis sighed. "I thought it was just a legend," he said. "Like the alligators in the sewers of New York City."Old Bailey nodded, sagely: "What, the big white buggers? They're down there. I had a friend lost a head to one of them." A moment of silence. Old Naeiley handed the statue back to the Marquis. Then he raised his hand, and snapped it, like a crocodile hand, at the Carabas. "It was OK," gurned Old Bailey with a grin that was most terrible to behold. "He had another."
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"The glory of a good tale is that it is limitless and fluid, a good tale belongs to each reader in its own particular way."
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"Maybe Lindsay and I are best friends and we hate each other, both. Maybe I'm only one math class away from being a slut like Anna Cartullo. Maybe I am like her, deep down. Maybe we all are: just one lunch period away from eating alone in the bathroom. I wonder if it's ever really possible to know the truth about someone else, or if the best we can do is just stumble into each other, heads down, hoping to avoid collision."
Friendship

"That's a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you would forget to pee and eat and get thirsty, but it's not really true. It's like you and your body are two separate things, like your body is betraying you, chugging on, idiotic and animal, craving water and sandwiches and bathroom breaks while your world falls apart."
Survival

"Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever."
Time

"It's the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn't love me.He never loved me.It was all a lie."The old Lena is dead." I say, and then push past him. Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone.You must hurt or be hurt."
Strength

"It was so strange, the way that life moved forward: the twists and the dead ends, the sudden opportunities. She supposed if you could predict or foresee everything that was going to happen, you'd lose the motivation to go through it all. The promise was always in the possibility."
Opportunity

"Things change after you die, though, I guess because dying is the loneliest thing you can do."
Death

"That was the problem with the outside world, the human world. The whole thing was made up puzzles, of a language she didn't quite speak."
Perception

"I guess that's just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up."
Sacrifice

"I don't understand how everything changes, how the layers of your life get buried. Impossible. At some point, at some time, we must all explode."
Change

"I feel a flash of grief so intense it almost makes me cry out: not for what I lost, but for the chances I missed."
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