Ana

“She watched. She waited. She knew she wasnt really a kitchen girl, but she played her role as best she could. But then - the thought came suddenly to her- were any of the kitchen girls really kitchen girls? Even goodwife Ethelinda - the way she could hack apart a side of meat, knife thudding on the counter, blood staining her knuckles; then the next moment construct the most delicate sugared facies, coloured pale and pretty as flower petals, so dainty that a single breath could toppld them. The same two hands used to make both. Was anyone one thing only?”
― Kirsty Logan, Now She is Witch

“Either way, there was the clear sense that we were no longer just background characters in each others lives, passing through the periphery with mutual disdain. Our roots had suddenly and irrevocably knotted together.”
― Laura Steven, The Society For Soulless Girls

“It would all be futile, because there was no devil in me that was not myself.”
― Laura Steven, The Society For Soulless Girls

“These delicacies were meant for the lord, and Lux was just being sure. An unofficial taster, before the food got to the proper taster. But that was not the only reason she tasted the food. It wasnt even the main reason. She tasted it because she wanted it.”
― Kirsty Logan, Now She is Witch