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671e753
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Magic Sandra's seen a leprechaun, Eddie touched a troll, Laurie danced with witches once, Charlie found some goblins gold. Donald heard a mermaid sing, Susy spied an elf, But all the magic I have known I've had to make myself.
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magic
poem
humor
life
goblin
leprechaun
make-magic
mermaid
troll
witch
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Shel Silverstein |
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937e0b6
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The first time I called myself a 'Witch' was the most magical moment of my life.
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witches
witch
witchcraft
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Margot Adler |
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c8ebefb
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Everything, absolutely everything on this earth makes sense, and even the smallest things are worthy of our consideration.
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witch
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Paulo Coelho |
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e96c5cc
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Because no retreat from the world can mask what is in your face.
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sorrow
witch
remorse
guilt
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Gregory Maguire |
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849f268
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"Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,-- For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
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shakespeare
witches
witch
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William Shakespeare |
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f685a41
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Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck.
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witch
vampire
supernatural
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Kim Harrison |
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29ce0ec
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This is the land of Narnia,' said the Faun, 'where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea.
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wardrobe
witch
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C.S. Lewis |
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7542251
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This witch had been crafted from the darkness between the stars.
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stars
romantic
magic
love
manon-blackbeak
queen-of-shadows
witch
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Sarah J. Maas |
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7dd29fd
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When she listened to songs that she loved on the radio, something stirred inside her. A liquid ache spread under her skin, and she walked out of the world like a witch.
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music
inspirational
witch
beautiful
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Arundhati Roy |
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c229aab
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Witches were a bit like cats. They didn't much like one another's company, but they did like to know where all the other witches were, just in case they needed them.
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witch
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Terry Pratchett |
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94bb56f
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"And an unaware witch means a witch who doesn't know she's a witch, and because she's a women that makes her double trouble. Never trust a women." My mothers a women," I said, suddenly feeling a little angry, "and I trust her." Mothers are usually women," said the Spook. "And mothers are usually quite trustworthy, as long as your their son. Otherwise look out!"
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women
witch
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Joseph Delaney |
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81c2a2a
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The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff. She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough.
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dark-volhv
roman
kate-daniels
witch
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Ilona Andrews |
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c7b71b7
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"Don't get pissy with me leech." With a glare, Carrow pressed her print to his torque. "Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun."
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carrow
lothaire
declan-chase
dreams-of-a-dark-warrior
lore
regin-the-radiant
valkyrie
immortals-after-dark
kresley-cole
berserker
witch
vampire
paranormal-romance
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Kresley Cole |
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0c882ae
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"A Witch is born out of the true hungers of her time," she said. "I was born out of New York. The things that are most wrong here summoned me. ("Drink Entire: Against The Madness Of Crowds")"
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witches
witch
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Ray Bradbury |
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84ad488
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A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme,
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magic
witch
cats
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Joanne Harris |
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6479468
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People give flowers as presents because flowers contain the true meaning of love. Anyone tries to possess a flower will have to watch its beauty fading. But if you simply look at a flower on a field, you will keep it forever, because the flower is part of the evening and the sunset and the smell of damp earth and the clouds on the horizon.
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passion
love
moon
soulmate
visible
witch
sun
invisible
mystery
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Paulo Coelho |
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73b1069
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Once I was seated, I couldn't help people-watching. I'll admit it, I'm an addict from way back.
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wisty
witch
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James Patterson |
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5c8a1cb
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We can see the Divine in each speck of dust, but that doesn't stop us from wiping it away with a wet sponge. The Divine doesn't disappear; it's transformed into the clean surface.
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spiritual
inspirational
portobello
witch
transformation
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Paulo Coelho |
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1690c18
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Granny Weatherwax was a witch. That was quite acceptable in the Ramtops, and no one had a bad word to say about witches. At least, not if he wanted to wake up in the morning the same shape as he went to bed.
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witch
insults
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Terry Pratchett |
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d9d1a3a
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"Wrong kind of witch." - Manon Blackbeak"
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witches
throne-of-glass
manon-blackbeak
hof
sarah-j-maas
tog
witch
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Sarah J. Maas |
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f957531
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The witch was as old as the mulberry tree She lived in the house of a hundred clocks She sold storms and sorrows and calmed the sea And she kept her life in a box.
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trigger-warning
witch-work
witch
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Neil Gaiman |
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afac31f
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One never knows how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her -- is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? It is the very least question of definitions.
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philosophy
witch
wicked
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Gregory Maguire |
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169c01f
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A boy and a girl, fated to rule all. Two will rise, and One will fall.
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the-fire
whit
wisty
witch-and-wizard
james-patterson
patterson
james
witch
wizard
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James Patterson |
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f70a781
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"Have you noticed her name?" Kit leaned sideways to see the letters painted jauntily on the transom. "The WITCH! How did you dare? Does Hannah know?" "Oh, she's not named after Hannah. I hadn't gone ten miles down the river that day before I knew I'd left the real witch behind."
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woman
love
witch
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Elizabeth George Speare |
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0f9d2dc
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I won't stay in with married men any more said the wise girl they're too agreeable, it's a little too much like curling up with the good book. You mean a good book Oh, dear, did I say the good book sighed the witch.
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sex
reading
witches
bible
the-good-book
affairs
witch
cheating
good-book
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Norman Mailer |
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83958e4
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Staring at a world too horrible to comprehend, believing -- by dint of ignorance and innocence -- that beneath this unbearable contract of guilt and blame there is always an older contract that may bind and release in a more salutary way.
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hope
philosophy
dorothy
witch
innocence
wicked
ignorance
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Gregory Maguire |
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4000735
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"We can't leave just like that." Cat was appalled. "Where can we find you if we need you again?" [Baba Yaga] "You can't. Listen, Little Drear, I hate saying good-byes. I have a good strategy for avoiding them."
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egg-and-spoon
guests
witch
goodbye
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Gregory Maguire |
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d542bc8
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Don't pack your bags just yet, stay awhile, Don't try to run away to higher ground, You're in my twisted clouds of sad misfortune, And you are such an entertaining crowd! (I've never had such cheerful toys to play with...) Forget I said that - just a little natural disaster Humour, Ha-ha-ha. Pull up a rusty lawn chair On the waterfront in New Orleans, And ignore the wind that howls, Things aren't always as they seem. I can smell fear in the air, Fresh amidst the cornbread steam, Forgive me if I sound excited, (I'm going to be famous, you know!) And let me take your money, please! I'll drown your family, hunt down your pets, I've got tricks that I've never even tried yet, And it's so easy when I get the chance! (I'll swipe your house in just one glance!) As the saying goes, it all comes out in the wash, But I'm the only wash that leaves no stone unturned, Financial devastation is my middle name, And social degradation is my third! You, little boy from the bayou bank, You used to fish for pointless fun (I can appreciate having fun), But after I go, you'll find your parents poor, You'll have eviction notices on your door, You'll have to sell any fish you can catch, In a desperate grasp for money, Although I hate to break it to you, That bayou's polluted, honey! I see nothing in your future but welfare cheques! And you there, little girl with the closet of toys, You were born well-off with a room of your own, You have dresses that look more like They're from fairy-tales, Glittery lace on your schoolgirl gowns. Wait 'till murky water licks those hems, And your family is bankrupt And you're homeless with them! Accept what's to come, won't you please? I'm just a carousel of wild winds Who'll bring you to your knees! Hell, yeah! Take a bow, take a bow, Take a bow before your god... I might just pardon you If you've got magic up your sleeve! If you're swift and resourceful you could outrun me! I always love a challenge! I always love a game... The question on your mind Is in regards to my first name, Right? My name is Katrina, the witch of the skies, A sorceress whose debut dance makes everyone die, I know it's not what you wanted! (But I'm selfish through and through), So, c'mon and make me happy! Whether you're ready or not...
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poverty
dark-poetry
hurricane-katrina
natural-disaster
southern
hurricane
welfare
witch
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Rebecca McNutt |
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e89f10d
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"Oberon's been kidnapped along with one of the werewolves, and that's why we're all so upset. We'll talk more tomorrow, and I promise to answer all your questions if I survive the night," I said. The widow's eyebrows raised. "Ye've got all these nasty pooches to run around with and ye still might die?" "I'm going to go fight with a god, some demons, and a coven of witches who all want to kill me," I said, "so it's a distinct possibility." "Are y'goin' t'kill 'em back?" "I'd certainly like to." "Attaboy," the widow chuckled. "Off y'go, then. Kill every last one o' the bastards and call me in the mornin'."
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magic
widow
wolfhound
witch
werewolf
irish
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Kevin Hearne |
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cc71abd
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But I needed this, Whit. I needed to pay him back. For stealing my life. For stealing our life together. - Celia
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james-pattereson
the-fire
whit
wisty
witch-and-wizard
witch-and-wizard-3
patterson
witch
wizard
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James Patterson |
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f33d41a
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"In a town in Calabria, a long time ago, there lived an old lady everyone called Strega Nona, which meant "Grandma Witch"." --
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potions
witch
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Tomie dePaola |
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ae13dab
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Sometimes thought Liir-his first thought in weeks and weeks-sometimes I hate this marvelous land of ours. It's so much like home, and then it holds out on you.
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maguire
liir
gregory
of
witch
son
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Gregory Maguire |
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15dc7c4
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Every woman is a mad ugly bad old witch somewhere in her heart.
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women
witch
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Philippa Gregory |
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d03524f
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I think she's too ignorant to be a witch.
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humour
witches
intelligence
witch
ignorance
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Muriel Spark |
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eef7ce4
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"It was so awful! And he kept on looking at me and I knew I must get out of bed or he'd come and touch me. I did, too, but when I got out I wasn't me-I was a little white bunny. And he started out of the room and I had to go with him for fear he'd touch me. It felt so horrid, going out with him and looking back at mother there asleep. "We went into the main part of the house, and one of the big front doors was open, and we went out through it. And then he gave a big jump, and so did I, and it took us clear up into the sky. We couldn't fly, but we kept jumping and jumping. "Sometimes we stayed in the sky a little while, jumping from cloud to cloud, and the moon would get closer and closer and bigger and bigger, and its face would change and get horrible and grin at us until it seemed like its mouth was a mile wide and open, to swallow us up. And then we'd come down again and jump from one cliff to another, and the sea would be roaring down under us, and the waves all grey and cold and moving around and boiling like they were mad or afraid. "We went all over the island and sometimes we jumped over the sea to the mainland and back again; and sometimes I tried to get away and run back to Mother - I thought she'd know me even if I was a bunny - but always, whichever way I turned, the hare was there in front of me, and his teeth were shining. "We kept it up all night, and I was so tired and cold and miserable, and so scared. I didn't know whether he would ever let me go home or whether he would take me to Aunt Sarai. Then finally I did get away and the hare chased me!" She broke off, her voice rising again to a wail. "It was so awful! I ran all over the island, into all sorts of queer little places that I never knew were there before - it seems so different after dark - and finally, when two or three times I'd been so tired that I thought I just couldn't go any farther, before he caught me, I saw the house in front of me and the front door still open and I started to run in, and then I thought - what if they'd planned it that way, and Aunt Sarai had come down from her portrait and was inside there in the dark, waiting for me?"
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moon
hare
rabbit
witch
nightmares
nightmare
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Evangeline Walton |
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c535458
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"...Amelia was sitting on the pavement in her lawn chair, a glass of wine in her hand.
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sookie
stackhouse
true-blood
sookie-stackhouse
witch
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Charlaine Harris |
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536335a
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This mundus tenebrosus, this shaddowy world of Mankind, is sunk into Night; there is not a Field without its Spirits, nor a City without its Daemons, and the Lunaticks speak Prophesies while the Wise men fall into the Pitte. We are all in the Dark, one with another. And, as the Inke stains the Paper on which it is spilt and slowly spreads to Blot out the Characters, so the Contagion of darkness and malefaction grows apace until all becomes unrecognizable. Thus it was with the Witches who were tryed by Swimming not long before, since once the Prosecution had commenced no Stop could be put to the raving Women who came forward: the number of Afflicted and Accused began to encrease and, upon Examination, more confess'd themselves guilty of Crimes than were suspected of. And so it went, till the Evil revealed was so great that it threatened to bring all into Confusion. And yet in the way of that Philosophie much cryed up in London and elsewhere, there are those like Sir Chris. who speak only of what is Rational and what is Demonstrated, of Propriety and Plainness. Religion Not Mysterious is their Motto, but if they would wish the Godhead to be Reasonable why was it that when Adam heard that Voice in the Garden he was afraid unto Death? The Mysteries must become easy and familiar, it is said, and it has now reached such a Pitch that there are those who wish to bring their mathematicall Calculations into Morality, viz. the Quantity of Publick Good produced by any Agent is a compound Ratio of his Benevolence and Abilities, and such like Excrement. They build Edifices which they call Systems by laying their Foundacions in the Air and, when they think they are come to sollid Ground, the Building disappears and the Architects tumble down from the Clowds. Men that are fixed upon matter, experiment, secondary causes and the like have forgot there is such a thing in the World which they cannot see nor touch nor measure: it is the Praecipice into which they will surely fall.
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morality
witches
darkness
malefaction
witch-trials
occult-philosophy
occult
occultism
corruption
witch
rationality
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Peter Ackroyd |
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4e299bf
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This is, indeed, a place where magic happens...
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good-vs-evil
mage
sorcerer
nutcracker
witch
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Amanda V. Shane |
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f1dd5ce
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"Quincy laughed. "If I were Elizabeth I shouldn't thank either of you for that comforting diagnosis. Would it do any good to open Aunt Sarai's grave and drive a stake through her? If you believe in as much sorcery as that, you must regret the days of witch-burners, Carew." Carew said quietly, "No. Witch-burners were barbarous blunderers. If I wanted to suppress a dangerous letter, could I do it by burning the envelope and leaving the letter loose? The witch would come back unchanged; I should merely have postponed the danger until another time and place. And have further handicapped myself to meet it, by depriving the witch, by violent death, of the years allotted her, or him, for evolution." Joseph said with dry humor, "She might not have used them for that, Carew. At least not for your idea of it." Carew shrugged. "That would be her responsibility, not mine. And, in any case, she would be that many years nearer the time of her inevitable change." This time Joseph did not answer, only smiled."
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witches
spiritual-evolution
witch-hunts
spiritual-development
witch
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Evangeline Walton |
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08ea859
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"Then she'd straightened up and announced in irritation, "I've fallen out of time," before vanishing in a great cloud of smoke."
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witch
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Naomi Novik |
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8cb19aa
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And she was angry because she knew she was capable of many things she couldn't even define to herself, so they seemed like bad dreams - that is what she told me. She told me she was eaten up with unused power and thought she might be a witch - except, she said, if she were a man, these things she thought about would be ordinarily acceptable.
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man
woman
suppressed
witch
power
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A.S. Byatt |
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bdac2e1
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"Being normal isn't that miserable." "Try it for a thousand years in a row, and you'll be grateful for a little zaniness."
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witch
normal
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Gregory Maguire |
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1501bd2
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"The witch turned this way and that, "I think I've kept my figure, don't you?" she asked Mewster. "Who else would want it?" "Don't be snarky." She batted her eyelashes at her reflection. "I do believe I have my mother's eyes." "Maybe it's time you give them back. Your mother's bee dead since the reign of Oleg the Incontinent."
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humor
witch
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Gregory Maguire |