Character: Phoebe Halliwell

Hear the witches of the word,
What is hidden in the darkness,
The words of the gods called here.
Magic will give you signs.
On this night and this hour
I invoke the ancient power,
Power for the three sisters, for us.
We call for force. Give us strength.

- It's disgusting! (Looks at the Ouija board) Say yes, please.

I may be an optimist, but I'm not a fool.

Sometimes we rely too much on loved ones for moral support. We are closed from love outside the home. Sometimes you need to separate in order to move on.

You can't change people. They change themselves.

We did everything we could. Everything possible to be together, but apparently not destiny. And not because we didn't love each other - just one love is not enough. We have to move on, both of us.

- Lend us your minds for a few hours.
Soon, we'll get him back.
- It is completely safe. Your body will fall into a coma, and when we get the soul...
- And we'll get her back...
- You Wake up. However, it would be a bit of a headache. Well, what do you say?

- ... Demons of the underworld are unable to get out of it, the rest of the world to get back.
- Oh... poor little villains.

- Paige, take a magical livestock in the basement, and I'll get the book and come back downstairs, okay?
Okay, you non-native in the stall!

Magic twisted sense of humor... have fun.

- Let's get down to Siren. Do you have power or not, but you are in danger.
- You're married too, she might attack you.
- Formally. She goes after the Call, her song will be the last.
- Knock. I hear a knock.
- Honey, we all hear it.
Call?
What? I knocked.
- Doors. People walk in the door.
- Once...

- Are you going?
- Fight with your sister? I'd rather stay here.

The sanke... Where do they get these names?
Seven years have passed, and you're asking about this now.

If I lower my head even lower in the Cup, I'll bring the scuba gear.