Salem Quotes
Sebastian: What did she taste like, mother?
Countess: Like lemons and honey. Like Strawberry and sugar. Like innocence. [kiss passionately]
Sebastian: I can still taste the honey.
Countess: Well, nothing lingers like innocence.
Trust me, if men had to deliver a child from an opening in their body that small? The earth would be a cold, dead place.
Samuel
I knew you were strong and smart, but never suspected how brave, to confront a potential robber alone?
Samuel
Countess: Your father did not tell you the whole truth, did he? Well you must ask him. Ask him who you truly are. You are not mere Essex witch anymore than he.
Anne: I cannot ask him.
Countess: Why?
Anne: He is dead.
Countess: Well do not weep for him. We must all murder our fathers and mothers. This is the way!
Anne: How did you know?
Countess: Oh child, you have so much to learn. I almost envy you, the long path to endarkenment that you must walk. When you learn to talk to your father again where he is, then you'll be ready to hear what he can tell you. In the meantime, weep no more unless it is to with the rain.
Countess: I am deeply desirous of knowing who it was who performed the Grand Rite. My own triumph was stolen by that pestiferous, puss-headed killer Increase Mather.
Anne: You knew Increase Mather?
Countess: Oh, he and I danced a lively jig and neither of us left it unlocked. I'm going to tell you all of my stories sometime, but it's not about me now. It's about you.
Anne: What do you want with me?
Countess: To help you discover your true nature. Your bright light has been buried 'neath call of the half wit half breeds of the so-called Essex witches. Imagine my surprise to learn that of all the hives that have survived, it is the weak-blood Essex witches who have done the undo-able, complete out Grand Rite
You wanted war. Now taste war.
Mary
No! Never doubt there are witches!
Anne
Mary: And presumably, Mr. Hawthorne, you know what God's will is. What is it that has offended him so?
Mr. Hawthorne: I am quite certain what God is most displeased with, for what is a surer sign of a world turned upside down than a world with a woman on top?
Anne: How can you hope to build a new world on the corpses of the innocents that live in this one?
Mary: There is no world, new or old, not found on violence and blood.
It's your own life force Anne. Deep down, beneath the guilt, you want to live.
Mary
The war is on, the battle has begun and the front line is in Salem.
Cotton
