Quotes About Witch

He was the lover of a witch from the Karelia region, briefly, but she was killed in battle—She spoiled me for women younger'n three hundred; but he had plenty of lovers all the same.

When he rescued me, he was young and strong and full of pride and beauty. I loved him at once. I would have changed my nature, I would have forsaken the star-tingle and the music of the Aurora; I would never have flown again—I would have given all that up in a moment, without a thought, to be a gyptian boat wife and cook for him and share his bed and bear his children. But you cannot change what you are, only what you do. I am a witch. He is a human.

when a witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault when bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing can't do is choose neither.

it's colder than a witch's tit in a steel bra

Amber nods. "I once went out with a witch. It didn't end well." "What happened?" "I didn't get along with her cat.

Hace tiempo estuve saliendo con una bruja. No terminamos bien. —¿Qué pasó? —No me llevaba bien con su gato.

I said, See what you've done there is you've transformed an act of the perpetrator into a characteristic of the target. You've turned one person's action into another person's being. I said, You don't say to a witch: the reason they're dunking you is because you're a witch. You say, the reason they're dunking you is these motherfuckers believe in witchcraft! Their whole society is based on it!

Even so, dozens of blacks did escape each year. They established rogue settlements in the mountains, where they grew crops, raised families, practiced their religions, and trained bands of swift and effective jungle warriors to raid the plantations, free slaves, and kill Englishmen. In their capital, Nanny Town, the runaways were said to be led by an ancient and powerful witch, Granny Nanny, who protected her warriors with magical spells.

S]he hardly deserved to be labeled a witch.' 'I find it hard to believe anyone could take such a thing seriously. This isn't the Dark Ages.' 'All ages are dark, Hayden,' Grey said gently.

I like simple clothes, but sometimes I'll go for a goth-witch vibe.

How long have you been a Wiccan?' 'A what?' 'A pagan. A witch.' 'I'm not a witch,' I said, glancing out the door. 'I'm a wizard.' Sanya frowned. 'What is the difference?' 'Wizard has a Z' He looked at me blankly. 'No one appreciates me.' I muttered.

How long have you been a Wiccan?" "A what?" "A pagan. A witch." "I'm not a witch," I said, glancing out the door. "I'm a wizard." Sanya frowned. "What is the difference?" "Wizard has a Z.

He bared his teeth, white against his dark skin. "How long have you been a Wiccan?" "A what?" "A pagan. A witch." "I'm not a witch," I said, glancing out the door. "I'm a wizard." Sanya frowned. "What is the difference?" "Wizard has a Z.

Every woman is a mad ugly bad old witch somewhere in her heart.

Halloween?" Sabrina Mason asked. She moved her fork around in the bright yellow macaroni on her lunch tray but didn't take a bite. Carly Beth Caldwell sighed and shook her head. The overhead light on the lunchroom ceiling made her straight brown hair gleam. "I don't know. A witch, maybe." Sabrina's mouth dropped open. "You? A witch?" "Well, why not?" Carly Beth demanded

Mom said nature was more like a bipolar aunt who treated you kindly most of the time but, now and then, could be a real witch, conjuring killer storms and vicious animals, like big toothy mountain lions that, if given a menu, would always order tender children.

Aye, I believe ye, Sassenach. But it would ha' been a good deal easier if you'd only been a witch.

It would ha' been a good deal easier, if ye'd only been a witch.

It's true!" She whirled toward Jamie, fists clenched against the cloak she still wore. "It's true! It's the Sassenach witch! How could ye do such a thing to me, Jamie Fraser?

When have you looked? said Sophie. Oh, how your ears flap and your long nose twitches, Howl croaked.

I was relying on Suliman being alive.THen when all that seemed to be left of him was Percival, I was so scared I had to go out and get drunk. And then you go and play into the Witch's hand! I'm the eldest! Sophie shrieked. I'm a failure! Garbage! Howl shouted. You just never stop to think!

Why did you pretend to run away? To deceive the Witch?" "Not likely!" Howl yelled. "I'm a coward. Only way I can do something this frightening is to tell myself I'm not doing it!

She had said Sophie was a witch. Oddly enough, Sophie accepted this without any trouble at all. That explained the popularity of certain hats, she thought. It explained Jane Farrier's Count Whatsit. It possibly explained the jealousy of the Witch of the Waste. It was as if Sophie had always known this. But she had thought it was not proper to have a magic gift because she was the eldest of three.

I didn't ask to be a witch.' Chrestomanci looked at him with faint, chilly surprise. 'Didn't you?' The way he said it made Charles actually wonder, for a moment, if he had somehow chosen to be born a witch.