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I will keep my bulk. All of it, if ye dinna mind. I will have need of it, thank ye." Derrick ↗

— Billi Jean

#romance-novels #werewolves-paranormal-romance #witches #werewolves

I love fairies so much. I would so love to touch one, whispered Julia in excitement. “U can touch me.But please don't touch my wings,they are very fragile,”replied 1 fairy.“I’m Farina,the fairy queen. ↗

— Magda M. Olchawska

#children-books #fairies #illustrated-books #kids #kids-books

Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#christ #dejan-stojanovic #giordano-bruno #jesus-christ #poetry

You are what you believe yourself to be ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#the-witch-of-portobello #witches

Then Miah whispered, "Your hair." Chace opened his eyes. "What buddy?" Miah leaned back but didn't let go, looked up at Chace with his red eyes and kept whispering, "Your hair. Lion's hair." Chace didn't get it but forced his own smile and replied quietly, "Okay." Miah let him go, Chace's arms dropped away, Miah's chin quivered but his eyes didn't waver from Chace's when he whispered, "You're my Aslan." Aslan. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Holy fuck. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#faye #miah #witches

I'd watch your mouth", he said, tilting his head as he looked at my ID."The last lunker who laughed at her picture spent the night in the emergency room with a drink umbrella jammed up his nose". ↗

— Kim Harrison

#witch #witches

He'll be coming and going" he had said. "One day you'll see him and another you won't. He doesn't like being tied down--and of course he has other countries to attend to. It's quite all right. He'll often drop in. Only you mustn't press him. He's wild, you know. Not like a tame lion. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#lion #witches

People think that stories are shaped by people. In fact, it's the other way around. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

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Nanny Ogg knew how to start spelling 'banana', but didn't know how you stopped. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

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I smell pancakes," Al said as he jauntily smacked Pierce's hat back on the witch's head. "Did the runt make you breakfast?" Al said, leaning over the stove. "Quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet, eh?" he said, leering at Pierce, who was now rinsing out the percolator. "Is it working? I'd be curious to know. I'd buy her a cake or something. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#witches