It's Latin, which is an excellent language for mischief-making, which is why governments are so fond of it.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés mischief latin governments
Begging your pardon,' groused the Yeti, 'but I believe you haven't the first idea of what's happened to me or the weather in Fairyland or the least fact about the least thing in the known universe. Just my opinion, of course.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés knowledge fairyland yeti
And the answer is: You are wrong. The Faeries are not gone. But they are no longer what they were. I watched it and did not help them, though I could have. I cheered. I cheered and I wept and I was glad. Perhaps I should not have been. Perhaps laughing at agony is a Fairy's game and I should not have moved my pieces on their board.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés cruelty faeries agony not-helping
But the trouble is, I do want to be surprised. I want to choose. I broke the heart of my fate so that I could choose. I never chose; I only saw a little girl who looked like me standing on a gear at the end of the world and laughing, and that's not choosing, not really. Wouldn't you rather I chose you? Wouldn't you rather I picked our future out of all the others anyone could have?
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés future fate choosing
Who told you you couldn't come back when you're grown? Was it the same person who told you grown-ups don't cry or blush or clap their hands when they're happy? Don't try to say otherwise, I've seen you fighting like a boxer to change your face so that it never shows anything. Whoever told you that's what growing up means is a villain, as true as a mustache. I am growing up, too, and look at me! I cry and I blush and I live in Fairyland always!
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés growing-up emotions adulthood fairyland
After all, growing up is nothing but an argument with your parents on the topic of whether or not you are grown. You scream am so am so am so from the moment you're born, and they fire back are not are not are not from the moment they've got you, and on it goes until you can say it loudest.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés growing-up arguing
One: A Library Is the Size of the Universe and the Universe Is the Size of a Library. Two: Everyone Is Looking for a Book Strong Enough to Change Them. Three: Books Operate Under Unstable Physicks so Turn out the Lights when You Lock Up.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés fairyland
He missed you
like a fish in a bowl
misses the open sea.
Be my friend and love me, for the world is terrible lonely and I am sad.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés loneliness
How poor you are, September. You make my heart groan. I know about Homesickness. It begins with H. What will you do?
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés despair
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