Quotes About Enchantment

El dolor quedó en mí, y a partir de entonces ella me hechizó, hasta que, al fin, veinticuatro años después, rompí el hechizo encarnándola en otra.

Así aislada, a esa distancia, la visión adquiría un sutilísimo encanto que me hacía precipitar hacia mi solitaria gratificación.

There is power in words. As workers of magick, we must believe this if we believe anything.

Femella can talk to creatures living and nonliving. She communes with the wee folk and the elfin. She knows the secrets of the untamed places. She believes, and because she believes, she can see.

But I think the most important thing those books gave me was a kind of faith. My books promised me that life wasn't just made up of workaday tasks and prosaic things. The world is bigger and more colorful and more important than that.

Magic wasn't meant to be captured. You just had to live in the moment.

See what I mean by 'magical'? This was the grown- up equivalent to a kid's Disneyland fantasy. I was definitely enchanted by photos I viewed of Cornwall online, and the Travel Channel's episode I watched on England's southern counties made me even more desperate to land the position before a lucky rival could snatch it up.

A good book is like an unreachable itch. You just can't leave it alone.

one must always know when to yield magic into the hands of the children who wanted to eat it up.

Apesto a dragón. - Es parte de tu encanto.

El viento jamás había sonado de aquella manera en ningún otro lugar del mundo.

She had thought Raymond handsome. But the Raven was something beyond handsome. Beyond gallant manners and teasing glances. He was like the old, old stories, like the unknown man who waited on a darkened hill, the mist around him, hand outstretched ... In the stories, if a woman went to him... she did not return. But she wanted to go ... She wanted.

Chopped up fairy wings, the heart of a narwhal taken during a lunar eclipse, spit from a consumptive.… Christ. Just drink it, will you?

Keep your eyes open, dear. Magic is around us all the time, but if we're not looking, we miss it." . . . "But, Gali, what if you're looking for magic, but you still can't find any?" "Why, then, you make your own magic, Coco.

He was stunning,incredible,unlike anything she had ever seen before.Around her,the crowd noise dissipated to a dull hum,but she barely noticed.Her gaze was slowly traveling the length of him,taking in his predatory stance and powerful muscle and tanned skin.

Some days I am not sure if my faith is riddled with doubt, or whether, graciously, my doubt is riddled with faith. And yet I continue to live in a world the way a religious person lives in the world; I keep living in a world that I know to be enchanted, and not left alone. I doubt; I am uncertain; I am restless, prone to wander. And yet glimmers of holy keep interrupting my gaze.

I love women. I love all the bright and attractive people and things of this world, the flame and also the moth, the dancer and the dance.

In the books she read, every stream might be a river god, every tree a dryad in disguise, every old woman a powerful fairy, every pebble an enchanted soul. Anything had the potential to transform, and this, to her, seemed the true meaning of art.

Everything, she noticed, seemed capable of transmogrification. Even the two boulders in the backyard sometimes turned to silver in the early morning sunlight. In the books she read, every stream might be a river god, every tree a dryad in disguise, every old woman a powerful fairy, every pebble an enchanted soul. Anything had the potential to transform, and this, to her, seemed the true meaning of art.

She was always doing that, telling him stories. Prying open cracks for magic to seep in, making the world a place of possibility.

drawn by the spectacle of sudden death

To Lexie, the world seemed nearly perfect, and her fantasies were her real life with all the colors dialed up.

he never really got over how she sparkled

Qué curioso! Turín es más grande de noche que de día.