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Cat Winters

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    Cat Winters

    And all the while Stephen started at me as if I were something magical. Not the ugly way other people sometimes stare at me, like he was meeting someone in a foreign country who spoke his language when no one else could. That's how it's been between us ever since. We understand each other, even when we astound each other.

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    Cat Winters

    Come along. Let’s get out of here and go toast to youth and vampires and rebellion.

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    Cat Winters

    Don’t ever worry what the boys who don’t appreciate originality think of you. They’re fools.

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    Cat Winters

    Endings are beginnings in disguise, dear Tru. They signify one door closing and another one opening. They mark the point where the heroine transforms from a person who's been beaten and badgered and bolstered by life into someone who's about to shed her past and metamorphose into an entirely new creature.

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    He can give everyone what they so desperately crave: hope for a life beyond death... Love poems fall out of fashion over time, often turning maudlin in the ears of future listeners. Humans' enjoyment of satire and humor is equally fickle, and epic adventures stop seeming so epic when new heroes accomplish new feats. Yet mortals' fear and bewilderment of death will never die - not as long as people keep dying.

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    Cat Winters

    I believe that 'love' and 'wrong' are two deeply unrelated words that should never be thrown into the same sentence together. Like 'dessert' and 'broccoli.

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    Cat Winters

    I love that books allow us to experience other lives without us ever having to change where we live or who we are.

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    Surely, though, I must have stolen into the future and landed in an H.G. Wells-style world - a horrific, fantastic society in which people's faces contained only eyes, millions of healthy young adults and children dropped dead from the flu, boys got transported out of the country to be blown to bits, and the government arrested citizens for speaking the wrong words. Such a place couldn't be real. And it couldn't be the United States of America, "the land of the free and the home of the brave." But it was. I was on a train in my own country, in a year the devil designed. 1918.

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    Cat Winters

    The flirty old moon eased his way across the warped and sooty floorboards and kissed my bare toes, turning my feet as luminous as the skin of cinema stars.

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    Cat Winters

    The kindest thing you can do for the dead... is to weave their names into art.

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    Cat Winters

    We were all survivors—every last one of us who limped our way out to the sidewalks that afternoon and spit in Death’s cold face.

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    Cat Winters

    Whenever I’m not writing, time trudges forward with the maddening, mortifying, miserable, morose, moribund pace of a funeral procession.