Ursley Kempe, Witches Monstrous Quotes
And what sort of choice is fall in love with me, or you’re a pig?”“Justice.” Lizzie twirled a lock of hair around her little finger.
Satan seemed to wink at her. She supposed he would know her soul. She couldn’t remember selling it, least she wasn’t rich, but perhaps it wasn’t worth much.
No. They believe we’re dumb animals. And they won’t contradict their bigotry by listening with their own ears.