Is death such a high price to pay, when you will die anyway?
I looked up at Ellen and her not-glowing pentagram. "Harm none is the rule, Ellen: bad witch, no cookie.
I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.
Before I knew you, I thought brave was not being afraid. You've taught me that bravery is being terrified and doing it anyway.
If you only believe when it's easy, you don't really believe.
Without hope, love dies and parts of you wither.