Deborah Blake > Deborah's Quotes

“Who says wicked can’t be good ?”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Magical

“When you tell the children tales of the Baba Yaga on a cold winter’s night, you might remember to mention that whether or not the witch is wicked often depends on who is telling the story.”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Magical

“On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it.”
― Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost

“Not that anyone short of God Almighty could have gotten Marcus Senior to rest and take it easy. It was like trying to make a shark sit up and beg for treats.”
― Deborah Blake, Wickedly Wonderful

“Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.”
― Neil Gaiman

“It was hard to say which one was real – the face she showed the world during the day or the one she hid at night. Maybe neither.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“Death. Fire. Snow. Failure.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“Life has a way of changing the path you are on when you least expect it.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under his breath about dog drool on his upholstery. In return, Chudo-Yudo muttered something about taxi drivers tasting good with ketchup.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“You are like the beach at dawn when the fog comes in; each of those things is lovely on its own, but together, they can be magical.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“He came outta nowhere, and he was like Jackie Chan or something. I mean, I never saw anybody fight like that.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“Only one kiss. That was what he had intended. But Ciera’s lips were sweet like the juice of a pomegranate, and her skin under his hands felt like velvet. When she put her arms around him, he deepened the kiss, pulling the pins out of her hair until it cascaded over her shoulders. The tiny jingle of the bits of metal falling to the floor was almost lost in the moan she let out when he moved his lips down her neck, and then he was lost too.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“Does this dress make me fat?”
“Of course it does. Don’t you own a mirror?”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“It might be a wild-goose chase.”
“I am quite fond of geese, myself,” Mikhail said.”
― Deborah Blake, Dangerously Divine

“Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, In the Night Garden

“The first time I called myself a 'Witch' was the most magical moment of my life.”
― Margot Adler, Drawing Down the Moon: Witches, Druids, Goddess-Worshippers, and Other Pagans in America

“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.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.”
― William Shakespeare