In the town live witches nine: three in worsted, three in rags, and three in velvet fine.

Legend gathered around him, swirling around him like a great black cloak.

In the town live witches nine: three in worsted, three in rags, and three in velvet fine.

Don't fear tomorrow, till today's done with you.

It is no good wishing for what was not to be.

Lies are not rooted in the mind in the way truth is.

There are patterns in everything, in the whole of Nature, from the way the stars turn in the heavens to the whorl of a shell or the petals of a flower and the way leaves arrange themselves about a twig. There are forces, hidden forces. If I can discover what they are, how they operate, I will have my hands upon the levers of creation and can work them myself.