For a long moment [the wild pig] stared at me. Then he turned and twitched off through the brush. I tell you, for all my spells, that was the first time I truly felt myself a witch.
-- Circe (chapter 7)

Importance: The speaker here is Circe, who reflects on her experience with the wildlife on Aiaia early in her exile. Though she has, to this point, demonstrated magic ability by transforming Glaucos and Scylla into a god and a monster, respectively, it is only at this moment that Circe calls herself a witch. In fashion, it becomes clear that magic, in Circe's world, is not relegated only to the affect created by herbs and potions; indeed, so, too, might a woman who looks adversity in the eye be called a sorceress, because agency is a sort of witchcraft, too. By regarding the wild pig and realizing that confidence is also a kind of magic...