Quotes About Enchantment

To destroy wonder and mystery, is to destroy the only elements that make existence tolerable.

Clark Ashton Smith

Whatever capacity she possesses to supernaturally beguile a human soul—and she possesses many—she liked his clear-sightedness too well, to blind him that way.

Magic is the first and last religion of the world. It has the power to make us whole.

Flesh is a trap, and magic sets us free.

Men. Young men. Legal age, mind you. But young nonetheless. And it's not what you think. When we meet, we make … magic.

She'd taken the harlot century she'd been born into for granted, knowing no other, but now — seeing it with his eyes, hearing it with his ears — she understood it afresh; saw just how desperate it was to please, yet how dispossessed of pleasure; how crude, even as it claimed sophistication; and, despite its zeal to spellbind, how utterly unenchanting.

Having a ten-year-old daughter can be like living with a fairy. Something magical.

The fruit of the garden is not restricted to what we eat. Every garden lends something more to the imagination - beauty.

Nos embrujaba la belleza de la naturaleza, de la que el cautiverio nos privó durante tanto tiempo.

Un ser ausente de su belleza es doblemente más bello

Her eyes are pure stars, and her fingers, if they touch you, freeze you to the bone.

In the 18th century we knew how everything was done, but here I rise through the air, I listen to voices in America, I see men flying- but how is it done? I can't even begin to wonder. So my belief in magic returns.

This is our world, lit with crescents and stars of light; and great petals half transparent block the openings like purple windows. Everything is strange. Things are huge and very small. The stalks of flowers are thick as oak trees. Leaves are high as the domes of vast cathedrals. We are giants, lying here, who can make forests quiver.

She stood by the fireplace talking in that beautiful voice which made everything she said sound like a caress.

I can't imagine anything nicer than to sit out in the moonlight and listen to music—

Damn it, Madam, you are loveliness incarnation.

But she's extraordinarily attractive, he thought, as, walking across Trafalgar Square in the direction of the Haymarket, came a young woman who, as she passed Gordon's statue, seemed, Peter Walsh thought (susceptible as he was), to shed veil after veil, until she became the very woman he had always had in mind; young, but stately; merry, but discreet; black, but enchanting.

Heaven knows what virtue it has, this ecstatic book.

that beautiful voice which made everything she said sound like a caress

I discovered in nature the non utilitarian delights that I sought in art. Both were a form of magic, both were a game of intricate enchantment and deception.

The crickets kept crepitating; from time to time there came a sweet whiff of burning juniper; and above the black alpestrine steppe, above the silken sea, the enormous, all-engulfing sky, dove-gray with stars, made one's head spin, and suddenly Martin again experienced a feeling he had known on more than one occasion as a child: an unbearable intensification of all his senses, a magical and demanding impulse, the presence of something for which alone it was worth living.

When I was a child and she was a child, my little Annabel was no nymphet to me; I was her equal, a faunlet in my own right, on that same enchanted island of time;

El lector debe comprender que, dueño y señor de una nínfula, el encantado viajero está, por así decirlo, más allá de la felicidad.