Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (Wicked Years, #1)

by Gregory Maguire

“Hold out, if you can,” she murmured, and kissed her again. “Hold out, my sweet.”

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Cross a man and you struggle, one of you wins, you adjust and go on—or you lie there dead. Cross a woman and the universe is changed, once again, for cold anger requires an eternal vigilance in all matters of slight and offense.”

“What’s big, thick, makes the earth move, and wants to have its way with you?” “I don’t know, but can you introduce me?”

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The body apologizes to the soul for its errors, and the soul asks forgiveness for squatting in the body without invitation.