What would it be like to care so little about what other people thought of you?

Being good is something that one must choose over and over again, every day, throughout the day, for the rest of one’s life.

Women are impossible, witches are worse, and women who are powerful witches are going to be the death of me.

Heritage does not equal destiny.

My sister thought about it for a few moments. "Well, that's boring," she said finally. "Why can't you read porn of something fun that I could borrow?" I laughed. "Maybe later.

It was all I could do to not knock him down right there in front of Asher and climb on him. If I stunned him with a frying pan first, he might not struggle too much.

Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak.