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“Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“There’s a fear in all of us, that we’ll lose the relationship. But I suppose, we end up losing ourselves instead.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“that to lose one’s intellect was akin to letting seeds wither and die in the dark ground”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“The moon had grown tired of her antics and pulled the clouds back over its face, leaving Sarah in total darkness once more.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“It felt oddly satisfying to be frightened by something real, instead of the fears inside her own head.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“Life was like a great painting; if you only focused on one part, you would miss the full picture.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“Our wills and fate do so contrary run,’ she said.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“There was something spiritual about trees that seemed to bring about an inner calm.”
Evie Gaughan, The Story Collector
“We alter together with each season”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Before the wake, we were all supposed to go in and say our last goodbyes, but I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t bear to see her … changed. I was terrified of how she would look and couldn’t bear having that image of her in my mind forever.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“If I’m honest, I thought it would kill me. The grief. But you know what’s worse? It doesn’t kill you. You go on, living … surviving, whether you want to or not.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Yet sometimes”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Fairyland” is a realm or a place containing the souls of the dead, in company with all other manner of spirit, demon or god. An invisible”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“The Midnight Bookshop by Amanda James.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“The Secret Ingredient by Sue Heath.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“I understand; you end up saying what you think they want to hear. There’s a fear in all of us, that we’ll lose the relationship. But I suppose we end up losing ourselves instead.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.’ ‘Wow, that’s pretty profound, Hazel. When did you get so clever?’ ‘It’s Roald Dahl, Dad! Honestly, you really should try reading a book every now and again!”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Don’t stay in Ireland for too long, story collector, it’ll catch you.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“I merely observe. I study the facts and I write my field notes, trying to make sense of the things I do not fully understand. But you: you are part of this place and its secrets live within you. You walk through this landscape, as I walk through it, but you are as much a part of it as the leaves on the trees. You don’t need to try to understand because the knowledge is already in you.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“A truly creative life demanded a kind of blind faith in signs, hints or nudges towards a certain direction, from which things would inevitably flow organically.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“no one can introduce you to The Good People. They’ll either make themselves known to you or they won’t.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Adults never think their children are listening when they whisper, but that’s the exact time we are listening!”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Thornwood is my kingdom and our cottage my castle. The”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Well, the aim of my thesis isn’t to find fairies as such, but to find evidence that the belief in the fairy faith still exists among the Celtic people.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“I’m a story collector, of sorts.’ ‘What kind of stories?’ I asked. ‘Oh, you know, local folklore, interviewing people of the area to see if the fairy faith is still alive.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Why am I talking to a donkey?’ It was comforting, in some strange way. He made her feel less alone.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“She couldn’t recall the last time she had done something so impulsive and purely for herself. She kept expecting the panic to set in, but as she took in her new surroundings, all she felt was joy. ‘Maybe,’ she thought, ‘this is what following your heart feels like.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“The Good People had finally exacted their revenge by taking the human children and replacing them with evil, sickly souls. If they did not perish immediately, they would live to become mischievous and destructive individuals, intent on creating bitterness and hate wherever they went.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector
“Life was like a great painting; if you only focused on one part, you would miss the full picture.”
Evie Woods, The Story Collector

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