Emma Donoghue, Kissing The Witch: Old Tales In New Skins Quotes
The sound of the pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of paper under fingertips was what magic felt like.
Sometimes you must shed your skin to save it.
In the days when wishing was having, I got what I wished and then I wish I hadn't.
Keep your heart infinitesimally small and sorrow will never spy it, never plunge, never flap away with your heart in her claws.