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The Vine Witch (Vine Witch, #1) The Vine Witch by Luanne G. Smith
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“What the eye couldn’t see, the imagination filled in. We put names to the unexplained. Cast it as something to either fear or worship. And yet just because a thing can’t be seen doesn’t mean it isn’t real.”
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“The heart had a tendency to harden off after being forced to survive inside a life two sizes too small, deprived of the oxygen of dreams.”
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“Mark my words – fashions change, causes change, but men’s ambitions never do.”
Luanne G. Smith, The Vine Witch
“We put names to the unexplained. Cast it as something to either fear or worship. And yet just because a thing can’t be seen doesn’t mean it isn’t real.”
Luanne G. Smith, The Vine Witch
“she debated the wisdom of not having waited longer for someone more suitably dressed to pass by on the road. Now she regretted how the stolen coat smelled”
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“Les pieds de Dieu. Do not tell my superior, but the smell of God’s feet is heaven to me.” The monk smiled. Threw his hands up in mock surrender. “Eight months ago I added milk, rennet, and a little salt together in a wooden vat. Pressed it, shaped it, and put it on the shelf to age. Today I have a delicious cheese to share with a guest. But the flavor, monsieur, that grows from something I did not add.”
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“Intuition knows the truth when heard, but the sound can leave a terrible ringing in the ears.”
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“Emboldened by the dark phase of the moon, the constellations twisted round in their infinite sky, slowly corkscrewing into the future, divining immutable futures for those still awake and gazing up.”
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“She was Elena, disciple of the All Knowing and daughter of the Chanceaux Valley. And she was free.”
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“He likes being all superior and reminding me how much I don’t know.” “So you’re saying he’s a man?”
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“At night, all the cats are gray.”
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“He wouldn’t be the first man to learn he’s wrong about something he’s certain about.”
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“Power craved power, leading some into dangerous alliances.”
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“Mark my words—fashions change, causes change, but men’s ambitions never do,”
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“the”
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“The dull progression of an ordinary life that chipped away at a man a day at a time so that he didn't see the damage done until he found himself sitting alone in a house with nothing to show for it but the slow ticking of a clock on the wall.”
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tags: life
“But the worst thing she'd done to bring ruin to Château Renard was neglecting to pay her taxes. Nature could bend and accommodate a flaw, but the government would have its due.”
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“What does science have to do with wine? The only way to know if a grape has reached its proper ripeness is to taste it,”
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“As if she’d been given a potion that seeped into her veins, crept into her heart, and set off a poisonous time bomb that later shattered her dreams of love.”
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“He no longer had a care in the world, only a trancelike memory of an exciting and alluring love that made life worth living.”
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“The shudder began involuntarily, as it had once a week since her toad memory began. Her body writhed, compelled by an uncontrollable urge as the outer layer of skin stretched and lifted, sloughing loose from feet, back, and tender belly. Tugging and twisting with her forelimbs, she pulled the spent casing over her head like a woman removing a sheer nightgown. Then she gathered the wad of skin in her mouth and began to swallow. Yes, she must always remember to do that, though the reason flickered just outside her grasp. She blinked hard, maneuvering the skin deeper into the gullet, when a queer stirring in the bones halted her midswallow. Her insides churned and tumbled, and she coughed the skin back up.”
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“Jean-Paul extinguished the candle flame between his moistened fingers. A small but nagging pain had settled above his right eye since he’d sat down to read. Now, in the diminished light, he closed the book, removed his glasses, and rubbed his brow. He’d found some answers in the volume the monk suggested, but, as was often the case, they only created more questions”
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“And yet just because a thing can’t be seen doesn’t mean it isn’t real.”
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“The man’s chair sat empty, and his work boots slouched unworn near the door. He hadn’t come home.”
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“that’s why he helps me. He likes being all superior and reminding me how much I don’t know.” “So you’re saying he’s a man?” Yvette smirked. “Right, and the way to get what you want from him is to keep his bread buttered on the right side, if you know what I mean.” Elena knew what she meant and agreed to slather him with just enough praise to distract him from her motives.”
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“The dull progression of an ordinary life that chipped away at a man a day at a time so that he didn’t see the damage done until he found himself sitting alone in a house with nothing to show for it but the slow ticking of a clock on the wall.”
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“Unperturbed,”
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“family name and perceived blessing. Mortal men. What flaw was it in their ape brains that convinced them their schemes were paramount to everyone else’s?”
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“hovered”
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“Mortal men. What flaw was it in their ape brains that convinced them their schemes were paramount to everyone else’s?”
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