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I might be a wicked girl who'd think nothing of eating a baby for breakfast, but I'd never allow myself to get expelled. It's far too public.

That's where proper stories begin, don't they, when the handsome stranger arrives and everything goes wrong?

I don't mean to be ungrateful but if someone's out there answering prayers, mine's not at the top of the list

How can something as fragile as a word build the whole world?

Witches don't look like anything. Witches are. Witches do.

You mind your tongue!"
"Oh, I do," I said. "I sharpen it every evening on your name.

It's strange how a person can have a distinct distaste for herself, but still she clutches on to life.

How true, lamentably true. I'm sorry, Father. I do not love my neighbor as myself.

Eavesdropping is such a regular-person activity.

A poem doesn't come out and tell you what it has to say. It circles back on itself, eating its own tail and making you guess what it means.

...if you don't argue, you can't give in...

You don't mind when he stares at you." Cecil jerked his head toward Eldric.
"He doesn't stare," I said. "He looks.

Did I kill him?" I said.

"No, miss," said Robert.

"Pity.

You could at least complain," I say. "I adore complaining. It calms the nerves.

Darling! Had they darlinged each other when they were here? I imagined them, magnificent on horseback, tossing darlings to and fro.

People think me a sort of Florence Nightingale, but I have no heroic qualities. I simply don't feel very much.

Perhaps you should put your head down. I knew this was the thing to do, although I've never fainted and I don't intend to.

Imagine a world without shadows. You cannot touch a shadow, but a world without them is a hard world, and flat.

I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine.

A person might get angry when the girl he loves says she'll never marry.

I'd rather be in Hell with my soul and wits, than in the outside world without them.

Briony scared?" said Eldric. "I've never seen anyone less scared in my life. She has nerves of iron.

I'm not really the sacrificing type.

Forge ahead, O mighty enforcer of the law. May you be stout of heart and eardrum.

You can outrun your memories, but sometime, you will have to stop. And when you do, there will always be Stepmother, waiting to be remembered.

A toast at your wedding, perhaps?" said Eldric.
"I shall never get married," I said. "But I do like champagne.

Even a witch wants sympathy.

Some secrets are wrong and ought to be told.

It's one thing to keep secrets. It's quite another to lie.

Thoughts are strange creatures. They lead you from one thing to another. Sometimes you don't know how you got from one to the next.

It's the picnic principle. Things taste better outdoors. And if it's a forbidden thing, so much the better.

If there were such a thing as a vampire-puppy-dog, it would be Cecil. Big pleading eyes, asking for an ear-scratch and a nice warm bowl of blood.

Our English monarchs are so unimaginative," said Eldric. "They execute people in such tediously conventional ways.

Actually, it would be assumed that the young lady had no such impulses at all, but I'll tell you something: Chocolate melts on my tongue too.

I hated myself, but I also loved myself in a hateful way.

Blast Cecil!" said Eldric. "You have my permission," I said.

I've confessed to everything and I's liked to be hanged. Now, if you please

Father sighed. "Please spare me these arguments of yours."
"Whose arguments should I use?

The only right memory, is the one that first comes to you.

Yes, I'm shallow, I don't mind admitting it. Perhaps I should admit that there's no end to the depths of my shallowness.

Smash the table, why don't you? Kick things about. It's ever so nice to see you embrace the true spirit of the Fraternitus.

Death had no lips, but it was smiling

Now that's true poetic irony. I rush into battle to defend the fair name of Rose Larkin, and what does she do but fetch Robert to stop me.

Eldric wore his lazy lion's smile. He didn't mind what he was called. He was a sticks-and-stones sort of person.

My own mask stayed just where it ought. I've had lots of practice.

The problem I have telling my secret', said Eldric, 'is that it's a secret.

Secrets press inside a person. They press the way water presses at a dam. The secrets and the water, they both want to get out.

Our parents teach us the very first things we learn. They teach us about hearts.

A girl can have the face of an angel but have a horrid sort of heart.

Sometimes, of course, the sister's the wicked one, not the stepmother.