White Magic Quotes

“Sometimes I think I'm near the end of my energy for living. I plot to travel to another world because this one seems too decimated by the white men who wanted money and skin, too dangerous to navigate because of the sentinels still roaming, raping, and gouging out the earth to maintain power.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“A witch needs only the right look, the right stuff, the right feelings. I look at the part: like a Hollywood witch, dark-haired and pale-skinned (because of my European ancestry). And I'm into the Instagram-witch lifestyle: black dresses, lavender baths, affirmations about being worthy of things. But I don't like calling myself a witch. I don't want to be seen as following a fad, and I don't want the white witches I resemble to take my presence in their spaces as permission for theft. Really, I just want a version of the occult that isn't built on plunder, but I suspect that if we could excise the stolen pieces, there would be nothing left.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“A place can't be so wild and so densely built, so desolate and so populous. Living in contradictions, we learn to want the strange and nonsensical. We covet and hoard rare things--rare bogs, rare rocks, rare lakes.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“Maybe wanting to be special is an American condition, the swamp of entitlement from which the American dream is supposed to be able to grow.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“What do David Lynch & your ex have in common? Neither of them owe you closure.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“You've made it clear you're on a quest for freedom, but limits will save your life”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“If I'm going to die, I want to fight. I've been fighting the colonizer's whispers that I am not wanted here, not worthy of protection, nothing but a body to be pummeled and played with and threatened into submission. I have not died yet. My whole body is a fire, lit back when the world was complete, never extinguished by anybody.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic

“I wanted this narrative -- this one, this story, this riddle, this experiment, this trick, this device -- to teach me to love right, but all I know is that I'm not sure I can love a man who wouldn't let me die. And maybe that means I can't love a man if I want to live.”
― Elissa Washuta, White Magic