Quotes About Enchantment

Film is a truly magical medium.

Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.

The world will never starve for want of wonders; but only for want of wonder.

Remain in wonder if you want the mysteries to open up for you.

If you go to a magic show, you don't want to see logic.

The Kitsch consumer wants to be enchanted.

Mystical additions and subtractions always come out the way you want.

Im looking for a guy who makes you want to dance and write poetry all day long.

This is the beauty I want. Beauty has got to be astonishing, astounding-- it's got to burst in on you like a dream, like the exquisite eyes of a girl.

The art of illusion is grace itself.

the siren song/called silence

Can there be magic in mere words?" "Magic powerful enough to drive gods to their knees, soldier.

Cast a spell and the small flaws don't matter. (From Workbook)

Arthur Clarke once remarked that the best technology was indistinguishable from magic.

Every time I go to a movie, it's magic, no matter what the movie's about.

The other day when I was walking through the woods, I saw a rabbit standing in front of a candle making shadows of people on a tree.

Magic is optimism and hope, isn't it? The desire for more than what is mundane to appear.

I heard the scrape of a soft shoe and then the curtain was lifted by a single hand. I saw the long slim arm and the dark shape of the body, a tumble of loose hair that fell about him like a frayed cloak. He brought a breeze with him that warmed the flame of the lamp, and sent shadows of laughter across the face of the goddess.

He seemed to be dancing alone, Cressida a mere elemental shadow around him. How beautiful he looked.

The air was hushed and still as if the fog were an enchantment beneath whose spell the whole world slept.

His glamour never fails to surprise me; it is always as if we are meeting for the first time.

Leeth sat beside Ays and he smiled at her cooly; an aloofness that in the face of a beloved is devastatingly bewitching.

Akahana was dizzying, mainly because it seemed to be several different places at once. On the surface, it was all hustle and heat, yet Shan was immediately aware of a dark and inscrutable undercurrent-magic hanging in the air, as Sinaclara had foretold. It also seemed as if if the ancient past was very close to the present and that it would be possible, either accidentally or otherwise to slip between the two.

I see a boy. Ah, he is beautiful, and he has the way of wyrd within him.