White Witch Quotes

Quotes tagged as "white-witch" Showing 1-6 of 6
C. JoyBell C.
“The difference between my darkness and your darkness is that I can look at my own badness in the face and accept its existence while you are busy covering your mirror with a white linen sheet. The difference between my sins and your sins is that when I sin I know I'm sinning while you have actually fallen prey to your own fabricated illusions. I am a siren, a mermaid; I know that I am beautiful while basking on the ocean's waves and I know that I can eat flesh and bones at the bottom of the sea. You are a white witch, a wizard; your spells are manipulations and your cauldron from hell yet you wrap yourself in white and wear a silver wig.”
C. JoyBell C.

Kim Harrison
“Kisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened.

"I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes.

I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay."

"Tell Ivy," he said with a gasp, clenching in on himself. "Tell Ivy that it wasn't her fault. And tell her that at the end... you remember love. I don't think... we lose our souls... at all. I think God keeps them for us until we... come home. I love you, Rachel."

"I love you, too, Kisten," I sobbed, and as I watched, his eyes, memorizing my face, silvered, and he died.”
Kim Harrison

“♫ Wait a minute, baby...stay with me awhile...said you'd show me light, but you never told me 'bout the fire ♫

Steve didn't really find her voice until after she and Lindsay joined Fleetwood Mac. And that's the thing: you can't be your best self until you find your tribe. I'm still lookin' for mine.”
Ryan Murphy Brad Falchuk

“I'll even wear a white hat if it helps. Do you think they make white witch hats?”
Trish Millburn

C.S. Lewis
“It is dull, Son of Adam, to drink without eating," said the Queen presently. "What would you like best to eat?"
"Turkish Delight, please, your Majesty," said Edmund.”
C.S. Lewis

Patricia Briggs
“They came to see Glinda the Good Witch, but after midnight, they found the Wicked Witch of the West and left quaking in fear of flying monkeys.”
Patricia Briggs, Shifting Shadows