You're not honey. Your'e wine. You're the deepest, darkest shadow under a tree on a blazing day. You're strong and hard, coursing like a current at the bottom of a river.

There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.

Everything is fine and bright. Day must follow every night. My power keeps me safe from harm. The Goddess holds me in her arms.

The Goddess teaches us that every ending is also a beginning. May there be rebirth from this death.

Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty

No matter how dark you are, no matter what you think your heritage is or how inevitable your fall is, you can always make a choice in the next second to be different.

Women are impossible, witches are worse, and women who are powerful witches are going to be the death of me.

But I also meant that loving someone really opening your heart to them is just asking to have your heart smashed and handed back to you in little pieces.

Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot.

I should have known the power-hungry slave drivers at River's Edge would see my five days of freedom only as a challenge to be filled.

I held a nail in place and slammed it with the hammer. Best. Chore. Ever.

Love everybody, believers or not

A little lifting of the heart suffices a little remembrance of God one act of inward worship are prayers which however short are nevertheless acceptable to God.

Facts are ventriloquist’s dummies. Sitting on a wise man’s knee they may be made to utter words of wisdom; elsewhere, they say nothing, or talk nonsense, or indulge in sheer diabolism.

On 9/11, that morning, I was in a Christian Dior Couture appointment at the Hotel Pierre.

Although I was once sharply critical of the argument to design, I have since come to see that, when correctly formatted, this argument constitutes a persuasive case for the existence of God.

I love watching keep-fit videos while munching chocolate chip cookies.

emotion without discipline is as dangerous as a high-powered car without brakes.

Evil societies always kill their consciences.

Stamping out fires is a lot of fun, but it is only putting things back the way they were.

Never run away from anything. Never!