Night of Cake & Puppets Quotes
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Night of Cake & Puppets Quotes
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“Life doesnt need magic to be magical.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I will do just as you wish,' said no cat ever.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“Which is what one always hopes will happen: for life to take over and be bigger and more marvelous than what we can dream up on our own.
Life doesn’t need magic to be magical.
(But a little bit sure doesn't hurt.)”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
Life doesn’t need magic to be magical.
(But a little bit sure doesn't hurt.)”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“What a lovely display of personhood. He's like a good book cover that grabs your gaze. Read me. I'm fun but smart. You won't be able to put me down.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“It’s like losing gravity and falling into space – the moment of pitching headlong when the endlessness of space asserts itself and there is no more down, only an eternity of up, and you realize you can fall forever and never run out of stars.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I want to touch with my mouth. His mouth, with my mouth. Maybe his neck, too. But first things first: Make him aware I exist.
It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a ‘don't step on the small girl’ kind of way.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a ‘don't step on the small girl’ kind of way.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I start to wonder if I’m being creepy. I mean, I am creeping. Does creep-ing automatically make one creep-y? Or are there dispensations for…romance? I bet all stalkers believe they’re being romantic. I did it for love, officer.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“His eyes are blue, and blue eyes up close are a celestial phenomenon: nebulae as seen through telescopes, the light of unnamed stars diffused through dusts and elements and endlessness. Layers of light. Blue eyes are starlight.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“My phone buzzes. It’s from Karou: a list of conversation openers that I won’t be needing. —a) Hi. I’m Zuzana. I’m actually a marionette brought to life by the Blue Fairy, and the only way I can gain a soul is if a human falls in love with me. Help a puppet out? —b) Hi. I’m Zuzana. The touch of my lips imparts immortality. Just sayin’. —c) Hi. I’m Zuzana. I think I might like you.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“There are boys you look at and want to touch with your mouth, and there are boys you look at and want to wear one of those surgical masks everyone in China had during bird flu. There are a lot more bird-flu boys at large.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“It’s not stalking if you don't follow them home, right?”
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― Night of Cake & Puppets
“It's like all my life I've been this tower standing at the edge of the ocean for some obscure purpose, and only now, almost eighteen years in, has someone thought to flip the switch that reveals that I'm not a tower at all. I'm a lighthouse. It's like waking up. I am incandescent.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“Let me tell you something about me. I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it's honey. In fact, I may not even be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I want to build spires in their minds and dance shadows through like marionettes, chased by whispers and hints of the unspeakable.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“... and holy hell the chocolate is so intense and pure it should be named an element and given a spot on the periodic table. It would be Ch, which isn't even taken.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“Music. Close your eyes and it's a rosebush blooming in time lapse so that it shoots and blossoms flow outward in a swift choreography of growth and collapse, twine and coil, release and fade.
Close your eyes and music paints light vines and calligraphy on the darkness within you.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
Close your eyes and music paints light vines and calligraphy on the darkness within you.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I have not yet elected to bestow the grace of my saliva upon another human being. I have never… kissed anyone.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“My face responds without authorization from my brain, so the resulting smile feels like the biggest, most unguarded, goofiest smile I’ve ever unleashed in my entire life. I didn’t even know my face could do this. It’s like there were hidden zippers in my cheeks. Jesus. This must be what feelings are. This is why people write poems! I get it now. I get it, and I want more.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I don’t believe in prayer, but I do believe in magic, and I want to believe in miracles.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“So here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sister’s Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. What’s wrong with me?”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I have never in my life typed a heart symbol. Those are for milquetoast girls. Karou will probably think my phone’s been stolen – or possibly my body, by a lovelorn alien. I send the text anyway.
This is what comes back: …who is this??”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
This is what comes back: …who is this??”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I shudder to think.
I might wear lace collars and laugh flower petals and pearls. People might try to pat me. I see them think it. My height triggers the puppy-kitten reflex- Must touch-and I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
I might wear lace collars and laugh flower petals and pearls. People might try to pat me. I see them think it. My height triggers the puppy-kitten reflex- Must touch-and I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“What's my problem? I have so many, but violent tendencies and probable demonic origins are the ones that should concern you.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE. IT IS A MIRACLE THAT ONE DOES NOT MELT IN ONE’S BATH. —PICASSO”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“Me & Mik. I've never been part of an ampersand before.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“And there's no better way to thaw a face, as it turns out, than with another face.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“There’s a long pause.
But it’s not a bad pause, because Mik is looking at me like I’m the treasure from the high shelf that someone’s just taken down and put into his hands. I find I don’t mind being looked at like this. I don’t mind it at all.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
But it’s not a bad pause, because Mik is looking at me like I’m the treasure from the high shelf that someone’s just taken down and put into his hands. I find I don’t mind being looked at like this. I don’t mind it at all.”
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“I’m not looking for fate. I’m seventeen. I’m looking for kissing, and to move forward a few paces on the game board. You know, do some Living. (With my lips.)”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets
“Around Mik, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into kiss preparedness mode way too early, to the detriment of things like speech, and walking.”
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― Night of Cake & Puppets
“I feel liquefied, like a cucumber forgotten in the crisper drawer, and I want to hold myself at arm's length and carry me to the trash. Who is this sack of slush masquerading as me? It's intolerable.”
― Night of Cake & Puppets
― Night of Cake & Puppets