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YAGA And he’s gone forever.
Until next time.
But I can still taste him.

YAGA And timing . . . is everything:

You can’t fight time. It always runs out.

Tick tock.

ELENA: You step on flower, you should build a garden.

RAPP: (...) when I meet a new person, I always offer to buy them a
coffee, and then get it wrong. It’s a tactic— (...)

(...) when you give a person a thing they don’t want, you get to
see what kind of a person they are, how they react. Three kinds of
people—the kind that doesn’t drink it, the kind that makes you get a
new one, and the kind that drinks it because they don’t want you to feel
bad. Good person.

ANNA: An affair is a romantic or passionate entanglement typically of
limited duration.

HENRY: What are you, a dictionary?

ANNA: OMG, you are smart. How can my genius mother possibly hope to
keep up with someone whose best insult is calling someone a
DICTIONARY?

HENRY: Okay, it’s not my best insult, and I don’t need your permission.

ANNA: Well, good, you don’t have it.

YAGA Things do not work out well for childless witches. But can you think of any other kind?

When was the last time you heard of a wicked witch . . . with a baby? A
mother witch? I mean honest-to-God practises-magic-dances-with-the
devil witch . . . who is also a card-carrying member of reproductive society?
Never.

So, we get pushed into ovens, stabbed with swords, and chased by dwarves—little fuckers.

"YAGA - And I wonder, I wonder why they tell stories about my cold, dark eyes, the ugly old virgin, the mother of monsters who eats their children as
pay for their questions, when no one will stay and have a drink, get to
know me.

I’m very funny, you know."

"Wash behind your ears" hahahaha!