Willow Rosenberg.

          “I’m storming off. It doesn’t really work if you come with me.”

Apparently I just exist to be a pillow.

             “But your power’s shone brighter than any of I’ve known.”

               “I don’t think that’s how that’s supposed to work, actually.”

  “ I never would have guessed. You play the blood-lust kind of cool. “

            “I’ve seen honest faces before. They usually come attached to liars.”

            “Last time I tried a spell… The First… it… had me. Got inside. I felt it. In every fiber of my being. Pure, undiluted evil. I could taste it.”

       “The magic wasn’t all great. I won’t miss the nosebleeds and the headaches and stuff… or keeping stinky yak cheese in my bra.”