'But…but…I wanted revenge...I wanted death. I wanted our daughter in power.'
'I don’t mind. I enjoy open relationships. If you want to go out with a frog, that’s fine by me.'
'I thought you people were supposed to appear in a shower of glittering little lights and a twinkly noise.'
'Okay. Sometimes…maybe just one zombie.'
'You know about magic with mirrors? This is my kind of mirror, Mistress Weatherwax. I can make it be you. And then I can make it suffer. Don’t make me do that. Please.'
'I told her there was nothing wrong with it. You can be as self-assertive as you like, I said, just so long as you do what you’re told.'
'Er...Mysterious and beautiful stranger!'
'This man went into an inn. Yes. It was an inn. He saw a sign. The sign said ‘We serve every kind of sandwich.’ So he said ‘Get me an alligator sandwich—and make it quick.'
She hated everything that predestined people, that fooled them, that made them slightly less than human.
'Good and bad is tricky...I ain’t too certain about where people stand. P’raps what matters is which way you face.'
'Aaalwaaays waanted to bee ginger,' said the man.
Esme Weatherwax had never understood stories. She’d never understood how real reflections were. If she had, she’d probably have been ruling the world by now.
But it wasn’t a way of life. There was no pattern to it.
One day, they'd thank her.
'You can’t be a good toymaker if you don’t tell stories to the children.'
'There isn’t a thought that’s gone through my head that you haven’t thought, too. There isn’t a deed I’ve done that you haven’t contemplated.'
'If she does anything bad to Granny, she’s going to go through the rest of her life bright orange and round, with seeds in.'
'It’s nothing but pork and beef and lamb and rubbish for them that never tasted anything better. The only thing on four legs that’s worth eating is alligator. I mean real food.
'Made by Mr. Vernissage over in Slice. It’s got willow reinforcing all the way up to the point and eighteen pockets inside. Can stop a blow with a hammer, this hat.'
'Gooden day, big-feller mine host! Trois beers por favor avec us, silver plate.'
...for lunch we stopped somewhere and they did Steak Tartere and they acted VERY snooty just becos I wanted myne well done.
'I always hated that story...No one ever cares what happens to poor defenseless old women.'
'Remember young Verence’s coronation? We all got invited to the palace? I went to—to powder my nose and saw the door open, so I went in and had a bit of a bounce up and down.'
'Preeees,' it growled. 'Annn enndinggg? Noaaaow?'
'You really shouldn’t take it so bad, just because people aren’t showing you any respect...They’ve hardly ever shown me any respect at all. It’s not a problem.'
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