What did Catherynne M. Valente mean by: You’re not in love if you keep your own heart bricked up behind your bones. You’re only playing. - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist Copy
+ You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Built, Human, Irony, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ Remember this when you are queen,” he whispered hoarsely. “I moved the earth and the water for you. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Earth, Queens, Water, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ And it’s the wonders I’m after, even if I have to bleed for them. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Wonder, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ You can never know how your clock runs. But it does run – and always faster than you think. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Running, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ The great blessing and great cruelty of youth is that there seems to be time enough. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Blessing, Enough, Youth, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ I savor bitterness – it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Bitterness, Born, Privilege, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ Humanity lived many years and ruled the earth, sometimes wisely, sometimes well, but mostly neither. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, Earth, Human, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
+ That’s what happens to friends, eventually. They leave you. It’s practically what they’re for. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Catherynne M. Valente, 0 - Catherynne M. Valente Novelist
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Such gluttony second to none Almost ended fatally When a bone choked a wolf as he gulped what he ate - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France