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These are the wild women who run barefoot through the meadow, who teach new songs to the birds, who howl at the moon together. Wild women are their own kind of magic.
what is so wrong about being a bitch? It is the closest a girl can be to a wolf.
“You are a wild creature, Miss Claude. I hope to see you again,” he calls after her. She waves goodbye and then takes off in a run, knowing that she will not allow herself to be tamed.
“Put away all thoughts of anyone else’s expectations. Only you have the right to decide your own fate.”
Anyone can be capable of something impossible—as a witch, she must believe that.
A Honey Witch provides women with choice—something they are all too often denied.
“Well, that’s how all love works,” August says. “You can’t love anyone without the fear of losing them, without the forethought of grief. There is an inherent loss in love, but that does not mean that love is not worth it.”
It is a mistake to think of grief as an absence. It’s more of a dark, shadowy thing that sits in constant periphery, always there, always stealing air and making it hard to breathe.
