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@witchquotes
“there is no moral. the wolf eats you one day and until it does, the forest is beautiful.”
'The old gods are everywhere,' she says. 'They swim in the river, and grow in the field, and sing in the woods. They are in the sunlight on the wheat, and under saplings in the spring, and in the vines that grow up the side of that stone church. They gather at the edges of the day, at dawn, and at dusk.'
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue - V. E. Schwab
What goes too long unchanged destroys itself. The forest is forever because it dies and dies and so lives.
—Tales From Earthsea: Dragonfly, by Ursula Le Guin
“What a curious mixture this is. Aches and haunts. Warped sentiments. Half dissolved ghosts. Thirst from amassed, golden bruises. Fevers from phantom milk, phantom honey. From blood. Some peculiar promised land, this is. Where I walk barefoot upon the slag, yet, still dizzy from the stars.”
— Helaena C Moon
“All sacred creatures partake of monstrosity, whether overtly or covertly.”
— Rene Girard, excerpt from Violence and the Sacred
“We all have forests on our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.”
Ursula K. Le Guin
“Plants and animals don’t fight the winter; they don’t pretend it’s not happening and attempt to carry on living the same lives that they lived in the summer. They prepare. They adapt. They perform extraordinary acts of metamorphosis to get them through. Winter is a time of withdrawing from the world, maximising scant resources, carrying out acts of brutal efficiency and vanishing from sight; but that’s where the transformation occurs. Winter is not the death of the life cycle, but its crucible.”
– Katherine May, Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times
@friend-crow, happy fallowtide!
"Do not lose hope. Please believe there are a thousand beautiful things waiting for you." - Unknown
“I want to drink moonlight and bathe in flower petals. To wear the earth, sleep in streams, and taste the stars.”
— My soul is wild, call me Witch. (via waterwitchofthewoods)
““Tomorrow is another chance.” - Unknown”
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““You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet will walk a straight path.””
— Juliet Marillier, Daughter of the Forest
“She had a passionate longing for the garden, the darkness, the pure sky, the stars.”
— Anton Chekhov, “After the Theatre” (via mirroir)
“I want to drink moonlight and bathe in flower petals. To wear the earth, sleep in streams, and taste the stars.”
— My soul is wild, call me Witch. (via waterwitchofthewoods)
“She belonged with the wolf pack, the mountains, and the night.”
— Dark Desire, Christine Feehan (via the-girl-in-question)
“Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.”
— Rumi