“I have read for countless people on innumerable subjects and the most difficult thing to understand within the cards is always the timing. I knew that, and still it surprised me. How long I was willing to wait for something that was only a possibility. I always thought it was just a matter of time but I was wrong.”

“The most difficult thing to read is time. Maybe because it changes so many things.”

“I have you here, all around me. I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel. I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, it does.”

“Marco:I have tried to let you go and I cannot.I cannot stop thinking of you.I cannot stop dreaming about you.Do you not feel the same for me?Celia:I do.I have you here, all around me.I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel.I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, IT DOES.”

“What happened?" Bailey asks."That is somewhat difficult to explain," Tsukiko answers. "It is a long and complicated story.""And you're not going to tell me, are you?"She tilts her head a bit ... "No, I am not," she says."Great," Bailey mutters under his breath... "The bonfire exploded? How?""Remember when I said it was difficult to explain? That has not changed.”

“I would dearly love to read the reactions, the observations of each and every person who walks through the gates of Le Cirque des Reves, to know what they see and hear and feel. To see how their experience overlaps with my own and how it differs. I have been fortunate letters with such information, to have reveurs share with me writings from journals or thoughts scribbled on scraps of paper. We add our own stories, each visitor, each visit each night spent at the circus. I suppose there will never be a lack of things to say, of stories to be told and shared. -Friedrick Thiessen, 1895”

“I don’t have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can, in stolen moments and cups of coffee.Stirring clockwise to conjure.Widdershins to banish.There’s never enough time, and rarely enough caffeine, but I make do with what I have. Besides, cauldrons and pointy hats are overrated.Sometimes I see other customers practicing. Pouring their cream and sugar with studied intent. Stirring with purpose.I add an extra spoonful of sugar to my own coffee for them, to make all of our enchantments sweeter.”