Quotes About Enchantment

She understood now why pain was the tithe for magic: It was more powerful than joy. Than anything. Than hope?

Now more than ever she struck him like a fairy in a tale—a haunted one with shadowed eyes and a sting like a scorpion.

This, he never doubted, was magic.

Inside a mist, inside a dream, a young man and woman were remade.

It's not free, Karou. Magic has a price. The price is pain.

Once upon a time, chimaera descended by the thousands into a cathedral beneath the earth. And never left.

Once you know magic is real, it's really hard to remember what it was like not to know.

Hope is the real magic,

Just then, lit only by the flicker of his wings, the sight of him was so… right, somehow. He was right. It made no sense at all, but the feeling flooded through Karou, and whatever it was, it was as sweet as a patch of sun on a glossy floor and, like a cat, she just wanted to curl up in it.

from the Usko Remarroth, where it was ever twilight—blue.

Life doesn't need magic to be magical.

Dorintele sunt falsuri. Speranta e adevarata. Speranta isi face propria magie.

Prague entranced you, lured you in, like the mythic fey who trick travelers deep into forests until they're lost beyond hope.

La luz la trataba de manera distinta que al resto, y el aire parecía detenerse a su alrededor, como un aliento contenido. Como si aquel lugar fuera un cuento dedicado a ella

Hoppet är den verkliga magin (s. 363).

There was magic in wanting to see a thing that has been marvelously described.

Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.

Even the wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face of the same colour.

I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.

Look at him. The face of a bad angel and eyes like the night sky in Hell. He's very pretty, and vampires like that. I can't say I mind either.

One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic.

The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means.

WHO CALLS UPON THE HIGH WARLOCK?

Magic is dangerous - but love is more dangerous still