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Remember to breathe. It is after all, the secret of life.Gregory Maguire
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Waking up was a daily cruelty, an affront, and she avoided it by not sleeping.Gregory Maguire
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Indeed, she often wondered if she were dead, or dying from the inside out, and that was the root of her calm, the reason she could surrender her character.Gregory Maguire
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And what new life can emerge from a book. Any book, maybe.Gregory Maguire
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Brrr, who had never admired books particularly...didn't remember that a mere book might reek of sex, possibility, fecundity. Yet a book has a ripe furrow and a yielding spine, he thought, and the nuances to be teased from its pages are nearly infinite in their variety and coquettish appeal. And what new life can emerge from a book. Any book, maybe.Gregory Maguire
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Your childhood, " said Yackle coaxingly, as if she could smell his thoughts. As if she could sniff out those passages he hadn't chosen to retail at drink parties. Her words lulled him. The past, even a bitter past, is usually more pungent than the present, or at least better organized in the mind.Gregory Maguire
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Just my luck, if I believed in luck. I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is.Gregory Maguire
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Perhaps family itself, like beauty, is temporary, and no discredit need attach to impermanence.Gregory Maguire
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The momentum of the mind can be vexingly, involuntarily capricious.Gregory Maguire
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The future reshapes the memory of the past in the way it recalibrates significance: some episodes are advanced, others lose purchase.Gregory Maguire
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He hadn't yet had enough experience with humans to know that the thing they hold dearest to their hearts, the last thing they relinquish when all else is fading, is the consoling belief in the inferiority of others.Gregory Maguire
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We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of plot against our mortal souls...Gregory Maguire
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The circularity of influence was like a trail of dominoes falling in four dimensions. Each time one slapped another and fell to the ground, from a different vantage point it appeared knocked upright, ready to be slapped and fall again. Everything was not merely relative, it was--how to put it? --relevant. Representational. Revealing. Referential and reverential both.Gregory Maguire
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Are you an aberration to your species?' she cried. 'Cats don't look for approval!Gregory Maguire
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He was not so lucky. He hadn't yet had enough experience with humans to know that the thing the hold dearest to their hearts, the last thing they relinquish when all else is fading, is the consoling belief in the inferiority of others.Gregory Maguire
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When you can't die, she thought, everything sounds like a clock ticking.Gregory Maguire