But a knife ain't just a thing, is it? It's a choice, it's something you do. A knife says yes or no, cut or not, die or don't. A knife takes a decision out of your hand and puts it in the world and it never goes back again.

Sometimes witches merit saving. Quite often, actually. You'd be surprised.

I wish I had a hundred years, she said, very quietly. A hundred years I could give to you.

But, somehow, Wilf knows. Somehow, Wilf always knows.

I will not allow anyone to take anything off my palette but if I do then within that, I can be creative.

I just stand there like a doofus wondering just what in the effing blazes is going on.

Guessing a thing ain't knowing a thing.