“A witch ought never to be frightened in the darkest forest, Granny Weatherwax had once told her, because she should be sure in her soul that the most terrifying thing in the forest was her.”

“Granny Weatherwax was not a good loser. From her point of view, losing was something that happened to other people.”

“Within the dark forest of life, I encountered a soul who had adopted suffering as a way of life. I met her there once on a mission to seek meaning. I was close to loving her until I realized, no one could ever extinguish the fire. Innately, she was the torch that always burned.”

“She thought of something her mother had told her when she'd finally broken up with one of her most dysfunctional boyfriends.”

“She had a beaky nose, tight thin lips, and her eye could have been used for splitting logs in the teak forests of Borneo.”

“Tiffany thought of the little spot in the woods where Granny Weatherwax lay. Remembered.

And knew that You had been right. Granny Weatherwax was indeed here. And there. She was, in fact, and always would be, everywhere.”

“God had answered her prayer, not with the thing she asked for, but rather the thing she wanted most in her heart.”

“They looked like two children," she told me. And that thought frightened her, because she'd always felt that only children are capable of everything.”

“His dress told her nothing, but his face told her things which she was glad to know.”

“Gerry had once said to her in the middle of an argument that he didn't believe in souls but if, just perchance, they did exist, hers would be like a razor. She had been made that way by the Catholic Church, he said. Inflexible, narrow, capable of doing terrible damage by her adherence to rules and systems. But she totally objected. She told him that if she was a good person at all, it had come from her religion. If she had any sense of justice and fairness, any concept of equality, then it had come from the Church.”