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"For a self-taught man he is a pretty good poet - good grasp of the metaphor. They are all written to somebody called Millie."
"That would be his wife," said Tiffany. "You must've noticed her in the village - more freckles than anyone I've ever seen. She is very sensitive about it."
Preston nodded. "That might explain why his latest poem is entitled 'What Good Is the Sky Without Stars'?"
— Jun 10, 2013 06:59PM
"That would be his wife," said Tiffany. "You must've noticed her in the village - more freckles than anyone I've ever seen. She is very sensitive about it."
Preston nodded. "That might explain why his latest poem is entitled 'What Good Is the Sky Without Stars'?"
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"Here was a person whose mere existence had led Tiffany, one evening, to wonder about that whole business of sticking pins into a wax figure. She hadn't actually done it, because it was something that you shouldn't do, something that witches greatly frowned on, and because it was cruel and dangerous, and above all because she hadn't been able to find any pins."
— Jun 10, 2013 06:55PM
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"It's like a disease... it sort of creeps up. It's in the wind, as if it goes from person to person. Poison goes where poison's welcome. And there's always an excuse, isn't there, to throw a stone at the old lady who look funny. It's always easier to blame somebody. And once you've called someone a witch, then you'd be amazed how many things you blame her for."
— Jun 09, 2013 08:30AM
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"That was the thing about thoughts. They thought themselves, and then dropped into your head in the hope that you would think so too. You had to slap them down, thoughts like that; they would take a witch over if she let them. And then it would all break down, and nothing would be left but the cackling."
— Jun 09, 2013 08:28AM
