7.17.15 " I tell them...."

       “I tell them: don’t depend on a woodsman in the third act.

I tell them: look for sets of three, or seven. 
I tell them: there’s always a way to survive.
I tell them: you can’t force fidelity. 
I tell them: don’t make bargains that involve major surgery.
I tell them: you don’t have to lie still and wait for someone to tell you how to live
I tell them: it’s all right to push her into the oven. She was going to hurt you.
I tell them: she couldn’t help it. She just loved her own children more.
I tell them: everyone starts out young and brave. It’s what you do with that that matters.
I tell them: you can share that bear with your sister.
I tell them: no one can stay silent forever.
I tell them: it’s not your fault.
I tell them: mirrors lie.
I tell them: you can wear those boots if you want them. You can lift that sword. It was always your sword.
I tell them: the apple has two sides.
I tell them: just because he woke you up doesn't mean you owe him anything.
I tell them: his name is Rumplestiltskin. “
                    

                      Catherynne Valente ‘The Bread We Eat In Dreams’