Quotes About Enchantment

That was magic for you, right? The thing about magic, the real kind: it didn't make excuses, and it was never funny.

Nothing happened, then broke Poppys hand the smoth surface like the Lady in the lake, except thst the hand, instead of holding a magical sword, in this case only did a big, entusiastic thumb up-sign

That's how you roll when you're a secret teenage magician

Labyrinths were old sorcery, and subtle: good for recharging one's magical resources when they were running low.

You know what Arthur C. Clarke said about technology and magic, right? Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

Lev Grossman

What was so great about magic anyway, compared to love? Seriously, what?

It was always buzzing and singing and glowing and sparking to no particular purpose. Magic was decidedly imperfect. But the really funny thing, she thought, was that if it were perfect, it wouldn't be so beautiful. On

That's what makes you different from the rest of us, Quentin. You actually still believe in magic.

Wands out, Harry.

If there was any magic in this world that was not magic, it was wine

And she had those things that one likes about magicians: she was disgustingly bright and rather sad and slightly askew.

In the looking-glass world of the great magical underground, perspective appeared to be reversed: the closer you got to things, the smaller they looked.

How long have you been working for that virtuoso of the magic violin? I don't mean that as a compliment. I only say a magic violin because when he plays it, everyone disappears.

Though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of Time.

Oh my fur and whiskers!

Amazement awaits us at every corner.

Magic is something that happens that appears to be impossible. What I call 'illusion magic' uses laws of science and nature that are already known. Real magic uses laws that haven't yet been discovered.

What we want is to make something that fills utterly the sight and can't be used to make life only bearable.

Every crag and gnarled tree and lonely valley has its own strange and graceful legend attached to it.

But in this life we take turns at being enchanting, then enchanted. First we play in the streets, unaware of the freedom burning in the sun on our hair and the cigarette in our mouth, unconscious of the daydreams we inspire. Then it's our time to sit at a window and watch, and we are moved.

Books - Snell smiled - are a kind of magic.

Lady Mawgon, please don't think me insensitive, but any attempt to reanimate Mr. Pusskins on the back of the Dibble Storage Coils hacking enchantment might be looked on disfavourably by the other wizards." Her eyes narrowed and she gave me one of those stares that seem to hit the back of my skull like a dozen hot needles. "None of you have an idea what Mr. Pusskins meant to me.

There is a very good reason why sorcerers are all single. Love and magic are like oil and water—they just don't mix.