#witches

The night I was born, my great uncle Moanea, the village forester, shot a wolf. The villagers roasted it in the fire and fed the meat to the dogs. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires

People will have their excitements, and a good rousing persecution used to stir things like the burning of Chicago or a Presidential election in our day. ↗

— Edward Payson Roe

#puritan #witches #motivational

What’s ‘at supposed tae mean?” He asked insulted. “Everyone always has an ulterior motive.” I replied. “Well I dinnae, an’ I’m nae claimin’ tae be innocent. I was lookin’ fur ye, as per yer mother’s request. Nae hidden agenda here!” He said sternly. “Besides, if I wanted ye dead, you’d be dead.” He stressed out the last part. ↗

— S.L. Ross

#demons #immortal #vampires #witches #motivational

My mum translated this in her head to "witchfinder," which was good because like most West Africans, she considered witchfinding a more respectable profession than policeman. ↗

— Ben Aaronovitch

#west-african #witches #respect

In the past, men created witches: now they create mental patients. ↗

— Thomas Szasz

#created #in the past #men #mental #now

You've got to stop thinking everyone's problems can be solved by falling in love. ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#ingrid-beauchamp #melissa-de-la-cruz #witches-of-east-end #love

Got your text,” he said when I climbed out. “How much did it hurt?” “Not at all,” I said. “Apparently, I can’t get a tattoo because I’m a witch.” “I could have told them-” He stopped. “Oh, you said witch.” “Ha-ha. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#maya #witches

But in that moment, I didn’t want to be trusted. I wanted something far more primal. I stretched up on my tiptoes and leaned in. I closed my eyes as his scent overcame me. When his lips touched mine it felt as if he’d caressed them with a feather. It was all I could do not to wrap myself around him and do things I’d never really thought about doing before. ↗

— Sara Hubbard

#high-school #mystery #paranormal-romance #paranormal-ya #romance

Without asking, he moved behind her and brushed her hair over her shoulder. Drawing the necklace around her neck, he fastened the clasp. The amber felt cool against her sweltering skin. Lifting it, she rotated the pendant, watching as it caught the light. "It's lovely." Before she could change her mind, she dug into her pocket and shoved the rest of the coins into his hand. ↗

— Amber Argyle

#magic #pendants #witches #change

Witches never existed, except in people’s minds. All there was in the olden days was women and some men who believed in herbal cures and in folklore and in the wish to fly. Witches? We’re all witches in one way or another. Witches was the invention of mankind, son. We’re all witches beneath the skin. ↗

— Ian Rankin

#witches #men