Dark Witch (The Cousins O'Dwyer Trilogy, #1)

by Nora Roberts

“Sweet dreams only,” she murmured, touching the charm she’d hung over the beds of her babies. “Safe and sound

through all the night. All you are and all you see hold you through dark into light.”

A gift should never be squandered on what you can do with your wit and your hands or your back.”

Some would say too good to be true, but Iona had never believed that. Good should be true.

Pretty thing, he thought, though he’d be wise to ignore that. Pretty and sunny and a bloody faerie goddess astride a horse.

“When you’ve had less than little in some things, you’re grateful for even a spoonful of more.

“You can’t just hope for happy endings. You have to believe in them. Then do the work, take the risks. Slay the dragon—though I really think dragons get a bad rap—kiss the princess, or the frog, defeat the bad witch.”

“Why not ask for all, as you never know what life’s going to hand you?”

Love, as he knew too well, could slice you to pieces and leave no visible scar.

“Don’t apologize. It’s better to see and know you’re a fool than to keep your eyes shut and keep acting like one.”

“Love shouldn’t be hard.” “There I think you’re wrong. I think it should be the hardest thing there is, then it’s not so easily given away, or taken away, or just lost.”