Witches Quotes
My brother, are you aware that you are presently taking the form of a rather large and distinctly emerald-hued bear? Not that it isn't an improvement on your usual excessive good lucks, but...
I should tell you something about what happens after I play.""What's that?"He pulled her back into his arms. "I get excited...
She pushed his massive chest, which was as effective as if she pushed granite. "What are you made of, bloody stone?" He chuckled, eyes full of mirth. "Sometimes.
Salem is in part a story of what happens when a set of unanswerable questions meets a set of unquestioned answers.
Couldn't I just take up juggling fire over a pit of alligators?" Liam muttered. "I think it might be easier.
If you ignored the benign ghost that haunted the place and the witch who lived inside, it was practically the picture of normalcy.
Cookies, a dragon dog, and a sword: what every well-equipped little girl takes on a journey.
You guys must use some interesting parenting techniques." "You have no idea, " Liam said dryly. "You have no idea.
You wouldn't believe the things that go missing in these labs. Remind me to tell you the story about the radioactive spider sometime.
It is Halloween, ” he explains coyly. “I wanted to come out as something beautiful. None of this witch stuff for me. My God, don’t we spend our whole life as witches?
Maybe next time you'll take me up on dinner." "I doubt it, Mr. Holbrook. I'm pretty sure hell will freeze over first." Again he smiled. "Well, that may be happening sooner than you think, my dear.
Girls, you listen to every word your mamma is saying, cause the only way you'll ever get a better piece of chicken is if you're a rooster.
She was a good witch and a decent person, but decent people aren’t always easy to live with.
She ran her hand over his head then gripped his hair. "More licking. Less talking.
You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.
We all hold a monster inside. The only difference is what form it takes when freed.
There are things that defy logic. Things that speak to the instinctual fear cloaked by our conscious minds.
Wrong. This was wrong. A list of words raced through his head. Apostate, heretic, pagan.Witch.
Had her ordeal addled her mind? She was on a horse with a wild Highlander going God knew where with men even he did not trust and yet she found it thrilling!
I knew how you liked long tales, " he said, giving her a wink. "There's sure to be plenty of those.""In Gaelic, " she said."All the better for learning it.
I may not survive, " Roderick said, resting his hand on the small of her back, "if I wait any longer to kiss you.
I'll not be lyin' if I tell ya that I fancy ya a bit myself." "The fancy feelings are mutual." A grin curved her lips right before Declan pressed a kiss to them.
Scaoileadh Me.... 'Release me.' That was what he said. No doubt about it. It was in Gaelic, but that was what the voice said. Holy. Crap.
You might be a fairy tale leprechaun man but at the heart of it you're still a man who won't talk about anything.
Me father always said if ya can find a lass who's brilliant in the kitchen and in the bed ya best not let her go.
Are ya tryin' to kill me, Maggie?" Declan bit the words out and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. "Are ya wantin' to see a grown man beg?
The English, by and large, being a crass and indolent race, were not as keen on burning women as other countries in Europe.
Even the pious Scots, locked throughout history in a long-drawn-out battle with their arch-enemies the Scots, managed a few burnings to while away the long winter evenings.
We ain’t going to curse anyone, ” said Granny firmly. “It hardly ever works if they don’t know you’ve done it.
We got the spell exactly right. Except for the ingredients. And most of the poetry. And it probably wasn’t the right time. And Gytha took most of it home for the cat, which couldn’t of been proper.
At last the magic caught, and she managed to vault clumsily onto it before it trundled into the night sky as gracefully as a duck with one wing missing.
A miracle came in the form of a doctor whom her mother knew. He put her in a roasting pan and placed her above a fire to keep her warm.
The world he thought he knew had become an odd thing, twisting time and purpose. But it had remained an unfair universe in the end.
Och, my potion is boiling. I need to say good night and keep an eye on the pot. Ye canna overboil newt's eyeballs.
Gossiping's part of witchcraft, ' said Tiffany. 'They're checking to see if they've gone batty yet.
This was one of those times that a pint just wouldn't cut it.
Lasher, ’ she said, ‘for the wind which you send that lashes the grasslands, for the wind that lashes the leaves from the trees.
I spent most of my life believing there would never be a Prince Charming out there for me. Kissing toads can have that effect on a girl.
Sir Bedevere: "Tell me, what do you do with witches?" Crowd: "Burn, burn them up!" Sir Bedevere: "And what do you burn apart from witches?" Villager: "More witches!
But a girl starting out in life might well say to herself: 'Is this it? You worked hard and denied yourself things and what you got at the end was hard work and self-denial?
Here you are. Would you like some pickles?”“Pickles gives me the wind something awful.”“In that case—”“Oh, I wasn’t saying no, ” Mistress Weatherwax said, taking two large pickled cucumbers.
