And happiness is always louder than sadness.

I saw the logic that they used, and the death of a thousand cuts as experimental scientists slowly chipped away at the belief that the world was an inexplicably powerful, magical place. Ultimately they failed, though. The magic never really went away. It waited, quietly, for people to return to it when they found the science wanting.

Memories were short and history unkind. It was the way of the world.

The plain truth is that the period I study is the 16th century, and they were absolutely obsessed with witches and spiritual beings.

Wordlessly I looked back at him, astonished that a kiss on the palm could be so intimate.

Sorry, we've got ghosts.

English vampires may not be as well behaved around witches as the American ones are.