Quotes About Amulet

a dime pierced with a nail hole so as to be worn about the ankle on a string for luck

I always wear my evil eye necklace to ward off bad karma. I always wear one to protect me.

Books are not seldom talismans and spells.

Adversity is a natural part of being human. It is the height of arrogance to prescribe a moral code or health regimen or spiritual practice as an amulet to keep things from falling apart.

Under the disguise amulet, Jenks looked very different with black hair and a darker complexion. He had his new aviator jacket on over the T-shirt he had bought in the previous store, making him a sexy, leggy, hunk o' pixy ass in jeans. No wonder he had fifty-four kids and Matalina smiled like Mona Lisa.

Have any of your clients died?" Ford asked. "Someone you were trying to help?" "Brett," Jenks said. "Peter?" I blurted out. But the amulet went a negative gray. "Nick," Jenks said nastily, and the color on the metal disk became a violent shade of purple. Ford blinked, trying to divorce himself from the hate. "I'd say no," he whispered.

He reached through a slit in his robe into a pouch strapped to his ample abdomen. From it he withdrew a small wineskin. Here, he said, pushing it between the bars. For strength. For courage. Adelard pulled the stopper and drank greedily. They don't feed me and give me very little water. How does it feel? Ramiro thought. How many have you treated the same to make them weak and more easily persuaded by your tortures?

Blue must be worn for protection.

El teléfono celular es un amuleto portátil como los que producían efectos curativos en tiempos antiguos, dotado de un inmenso poder simbólico.

A person who can't trust the presence of God in the heart of his own has only to invoke his faith on Almighty by wearing products like amulet, bracelet, neck chain, ring stone and so on.

Malcom clears his throat and Jarrod spins around, Jillian's amulet reflecting the morning sun. 'Kate!

To love is the great amulet that makes this world a garden.

The Amulet of Samarkand. It was Simon Lovelace's. Now it is yours. Soon it will be Simon Lovelace's again. Take it and enjoy the consequences.

I was born with a ring of luck at my neck. Luck is its own kind of manacle, perhaps.

I asked him what the amulet meant to him, what its meaning was. At first, I thought he wasn't going to answer. But then, in a haunting voice, he said that it represented the dance with death. I was horrified by that. He said the dance with death was the way of the War Wizard.

I have no use for it. My will needs no amplifying. My will shapes worlds. The amulet was fashioned for one like you with no will of which to speak." "Just because we can't manipulate reality with our thoughts doesn't mean we don't have will. Maybe we do shape reality, just on a different scale, and you don't see it.

Cuando le ofrecí este don, apelé a la codicia de la mente para tentarle. Quiero que acepte también este humilde amuleto, que tal vez algún día apelará a la sabiduría de su alma si el precio de la ambición es demasiado alto…".

For Isaac's protection he had a blue Turkish evil eye and a painted tin hand of Fatima hanging from the bedpost; a candle was always lit on his chest of drawers, next to Hebrew and Christian Bibles and a jar of holy water that one of the domestic staff had brought from the Shrine of Saint Jude.

Jonathan looked surprised, but Flaccus did not seem to notice. He was staring at the bronze charm that Flavia was absent-mindedly fingering. When she saw the direction of his gaze she blushed furiously and dropped the amulet back under the neck of her tunic. And for the first time in a week, Gaius Valerius Flaccus smiled at her.

He was wearing a little bag of "Mojo" around his neck.

This confirms a long-held belief of mine that lexical order induces thermodynamic order. The lexical order of an amulet reinforces the order a body already possesses, thus providing protection against damage. The lexical order of an animating name increases the order of a body, thus providing motive power for an automaton.

My talismans are not obviously useless.

Turjan closed the book, forcing the spell back into oblivion. He robed himself with a short blue cape, tucked a blade into his belt, fitted the amulet holding Laccodel's Rune to his wrist. Then he sat down and from a journal chose the spells he would take with him. What dangers he might meet he could not know, so he selected three spells of general application: the Excellent Prismatic Spray, Phandaal's Mantle of Stealth, and the Spell of the Slow Hour.

What amulet is there against this disaster? What face can I summon to lay cool upon this heat?