The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.
Alice HoffmanI saw the end of his life right there in that single moment. His pride, his decency, his secrets, his death.
Alice HoffmanI have crossed over to a place where I never thought Iโd be. I am someone I would have never imagined. A secret. A dream. I am this, body and soul. Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am.
Alice HoffmanAny weapon touched by a woman, even by accident, must be cleansed with both water and prayer so that her essence would not linger, diverting the warrior who might use it next, for even the faintest touch could bring lust to that man's heart. Perhaps that meant a woman who was well trained in arms would be the superior warrior, her attention never wavering from her task.
Alice Hoffman