Val

“And if I never have a veil, or a golden ring on my hand, I will still have you, my love, and that will be enough for me. Sleep well, love, and dream of me. And know that, if I were to live for a thousand years, there would still not be enough nights in which to dream of you.”
― Joanne Harris, A Pocketful of Crows

“Any decent human being, witch or otherwise, has the capacity to do good in this world. It's merely a case of whetever one chooses to do so.”
― Leslye Walton, The Price Guide to the Occult

“Her spine was steel. Her heart was armor. Her eyes were fire.”
― Kiersten White, And I Darken

“Amity was the cold, steady gaze of a double-barreled shotgun, bearing down. She was the glint of pinprick pupils gleaming through a night-lit window, the rythmic blast of a door left banging in a gale wind. The slither of a flesh-flayed limb beneath a bed skirt, a welcome note etched in blood. Amity's forever was reflected in the glimmering edge of an ax, in the rushing footprints, the twitching tail, the brushing fingertips of a zephyr, a cipher, a wordless, formless shape.”
― Micol Ostow, Amity