Words are the litmus paper of the mind.
When she spoke again it was in the thin, careful and above all brave voice of someone who has pulled themselves together despite overwhelming odds but might let go again at any moment.
Everyone is reading what they like and that's a good thing.
Geography is just physics slowed down, with a couple of trees stuck in it.
Open your eyes and then open your eyes again.
Witches aren’t like that. We live in harmony with the great cycles of Nature, and do no harm to anyone, and it’s wicked of them to say we don’t. We ought to fill their bones with hot lead.