Stealing Cinderella Quotes

“prayer to Hekate.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“As the story goes, a dark lonely god locked himself up in his castle, swearing that he would never let anyone in. He was angry, and he didn’t like to venture outside of his fortress, but one day, he was forced to. The god attended a ball, where he met a goddess of fire who wanted to save her furry friends. She was pure-hearted, but he thought she was deceiving him like everyone else. When his thunderous moods caused a hundred storms that shook the earth, somehow, the goddess survived them all. And when he saw that she was indestructible in the face of his thunder, the clouds began to clear, and the sun began to shine on the land that had been cast in darkness for so long. The god immediately fell in love with the goddess, and they created two perfect boys in their likeness. Their names, coincidentally, were Atlas and Frey.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“The story was about three women who haunted the forest of Aokigahara. According to legend, the trio had been dropped so deep into the vast, dense forest that they could never find their way out. The only souls they ever stumbled across were those who came there to die, and even those dark souls were so terrified of their hideous faces, they refused to speak with them. For the rest of their days, they were doomed to wander the sea of trees, surrounded by death and sorrow.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Our pasts can’t haunt us as long as we keep looking forward to the future”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Mandrake Root beneath your bed too. For virility.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“traditional Norse blessing. Facing in each direction as he speaks, he forbids all evil from entering our lives from this point forward. After invoking the gods, our ancestors, and everyone gathered here today as our witnesses, he lights a symbolic candle to purify us so that we may enter our marriage with unadulterated love. Dipping an evergreen sprig into a bowl of holy water, he anoints Ella and me, offering his blessings before binding our hands together with the rite of the white ribbon. We recite a prayer to Frigga, the goddess of marriage, followed by our vows promising to love, honor, and cherish each other. The rings we exchange were personally chosen by Ella. A moonstone set into oxidized silver for her, and a brushed silver Tungsten band for me. As the final rite of passage into married life, the Gothi pours a goblet of mead wine and brings our free hands together around the stem, encouraging each of us to drink. Once we do, he declares us bound for eternity as husband and wife. He removes the goblet, and I bring my hand to Ella’s face, sealing our marriage with a kiss. Around us, bells begin to ring, a salute from the witnesses. But Ella and I only have eyes for each other as we seal our commitment to one another. When the Gothi opens the circle again with one last symbolic prayer, we exit to our new life amongst our family and friends. Celebrations are in order, and the chef has prepared a feast of traditional foods.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“The Gothi”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“I hope you remember me,” I tell them. “Every time you look in the mirror. Every agonizing bite of pain you feel. Every horrifying stare you’ll get when the children scream and run the other way. Remember how you laughed. How you sneered. How you lived your lives with complete disregard for anyone but yourselves. And know this. I will go on with my life, and you won’t infect my mind or my heart anymore. The cord is severed, and the only thing you’ll have to keep you warm at night is the mark of shame you’ll bear for the rest of eternity.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“I feel you.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Aokigahara Forest,”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“a clash of thunder. A coup de foudre. Electricity crackles in the air between us, and my heart soars. It’s intimate, and it’s raw and more powerful than any reckoning Mother Nature herself could stir up.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Min Gud,”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Nerium Oleander.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“there has always been something inside me that wants to fix the broken and mend the hurt in those who can’t help themselves.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“the akevitt”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“St. Andrew’s Cross”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“min gudinne.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“My mother told me when I was young that when the world carries on around me, I should look for the magic. Love blooming between a new couple, the breeze stirring the leaves, a butterfly emerging from the cocoon.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“It”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella

“Better the devil you know, I guess.”
― A. Zavarelli, Stealing Cinderella