Chaos;

“The Monster of Lakesedge is a boy with long dark hair and a sharp, beautiful face. And somehow that makes all of this so much worse.”
― Lyndall Clipstone, Lakesedge

“I feel like something broken that’s been put back together imperfectly, the cracks sealed with gold paint. Mended, but changed.”
― Lyndall Clipstone, Lakesedge

“You men of science, you possibilitists, as my dear husband would say, can engage yourselves in the pursuit of the unknown around the clock and no one bats an eye. If a woman of social standing dares to speak of what can be felt but not seen, or unwittingly mutters to herself under her breath, why, it’s off to the doctor to have her head examined! I suppose by confessing my experiences to you I’ve given you my trust, dear doctor. I hope you’re the man I think you to be.” “What sort of man is that?” Dr. Brody asked. “A man who believes women.”
― Ami McKay, The Witches of New York

“Sometimes I think we share a soul. His pain has become mine. And mine his.”
― Alexis Henderson, The Year of the Witching