How she felt when he kissed her- like a tub of roses swimming in honey, cologne, nutmeg and blackberries. - Samuel Sullivan Cox
In that instant he learned what jealousy was. He wanted to know the name of every other man she had ever looked at, whether they had touched her- and most especially where to find these men so that he could kill them.
One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her- is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? - Gregory Maguire