Lost to Witchcraft Quotes

“What’s happening?!” Aeëtes was shouting, squinting as he tried to see through the storm unleashing around them. Hecate turned to him, her mouth twisted up into a grim smile. “We’re dragging this bitch down to hell.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“I don’t just want it, Aeëtes.” There was desperation in her voice, but he nearly ran out of the room before she could finish. “I need it. I need you. This will ruin me…but I have no intention of being saved.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“You are my wound and my cauterizing blade. The look in your eyes is my hurt and the smile on your face is my fix. Do you not get that?”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“There is no one wiser than the fool.” Pelias countered quickly. “No one who is more open, more sage, more genuine than the person who lets themselves be foolish. Life is short, then you die,” Pelias chuckled to himself. “Well, some of us anyway. Alas. Let yourself be the fool for once, dear goddess, and you’d be surprised who will catch you.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“What was freedom if you locked yourself away from feeling? If your heart was solid as stone and barricaded from affection, were you safe or in a prison of your own design? Were you the architect of your own suffering if you refused to feel or love? Let yourself be loved?”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“I’ll take whatever you give me, Goddess.” Aeëtes looked at her, a brow raised in challenge. “But don’t get it confused. I want it all. I’ll take it all.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“But you’d rather jump overboard than hear me tell you that I’m enamored with you. That I’ve been nearly driven to obsession over you since the second I saw you in that clearing. That every brief moment we’ve spent together, I have wanted to claw my own heart out and give it to you so you can dissect it and cure me of this wildness.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“That’s because you’re the Goddess of dogs, Hecate.” “Well, they listen to me when I tell them to sit down and bark.” “I would, too.” Aeëtes winked at her and stood straighter, pushing himself off the railing. As he passed Hecate, he leaned down until his lips barely brushed the shell of her ear. “I could be a very good boy.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“He’d bring that joy to her surface or would die trying; there was no reason for her to keep it so locked away. She wasn’t just entitled to respect. Hecate was entitled to joy, too. To laughter. To warmth. She was capable of it, but something had locked it away, entrenched it deep within her, likely hidden behind a curse of its own.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“No one ever stops to think what would happen if a woman acted in such self-interest, the disdain they would pile upon her.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft

“Hecate kept her heart bound in a spell all its own—where there was no space for freedom.”
― Molly Tullis, Lost to Witchcraft