Every time a new house was built, a bucket of peach stones would be found, and even children on their way to school knew that finding one meant luck, whatever the outcome: love forgotten, love gone wrong, love despite all odds, love ever after, love after all this time.
When it came to love, you must always be careful. If you dropped something belonging to the man you loved into a candle flame, then added pine needles and marigold flowers, he would arrive on your doorstep by morning, so you would do well to be certain you wanted him there.
The most basic and reliable love potion was made from anise, rosemary, honey, and cloves boiled for nine hours on the back burner of the old stove.
A glass breaking on its own portended death.
This is how you begin in this world. These are the lessons to be learned. Drink chamomile tea to calm the spirit. Feed a cold and starve a fever. Read as many books as you can. Always choose courage. Never watch another woman burn. Know that love is the only answer.
When you fall in love like that, time doesn’t matter. This was the secret he told Maria, the last words he ever said. What belonged to you once, will always belong to you. Be grateful if you have walked through the world with another’s heart in your hand.
It was true, when you saved someone, they belonged to you in some small way, but it was also true that you belonged to them. They would stay with you and enter into your dreams and your thoughts, as you would enter into theirs.
Never watch another woman burn.
Desire, if handled incorrectly, could become a curse.
You never know what you want or need until you are old, for old age is a mystery that is impossible to unwind until you step into its maze.
No one knows where time goes, all the same it disappears.
Love was the thing that tore you apart; it made you believe the lies you were told, obvious as they might be. It was nearly impossible to see your own fate while it was happening to you. It was only after, when what’s done had been done, that one’s vision cleared.
For some, witchery was a choice, but not for them.
For a man tells you who he is the instant you meet him, all you have to do is listen.
Talent is something you’re born with. It’s a gift and a curse, and it’s often cause for jealousy from those who are without it.
What you send out comes back to you threefold. What you give to the world returns in kind. Blood begets blood.
You feel your heart and bones and blood. You wait for him like a bird in a cage.
Be grateful if you have walked through the world with another’s heart in your hand.
I’m sticking with books. They never let you down and they don’t judge you.
What is broken can also be mended.