Quotes About Enchantment

A fairy tale...on the other hand, demands of the reader total surrender; so long as he is in its world, there must be for him no other.

Youth is an intoxication without wine, someone says. Life is an intoxication. The only sober man is the melancholiac, who, disenchanted, looks at life, sees it as it really is, and cuts his throat. If this be so, I want to be very drunk. The great thing is to live, to clutch at our existence and race away with it in some great and enthralling pursuit. Above all, I must beware of all ultimate questions- they are too maddeningly unanswerable- let me eschew philosophy and burn Omar.

Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.

As popular as Christmas is, it would be even bigger if it had vampires.

Elves don't shimmer

She told me that love has a magic all its own.

She blinked once, then twice, and yet again, sure what she viewed was just another part of this fantasy world that she had stepped into when her feet touched the green grass of Ireland.

There is something sexy about a computer nerd.

The truth is that the sole reason we don't see the world all around us as magic is that we are jaded, too cool for the school of wonder.

I'm a magician. I've learned to do some really cool tricks like levitating myself and melting forks.

I held out my dad's magic box and let it o, sure it would smash to the floor. Instead, the box disappeared. "Cool," I said. "Sure you I can get it back?" "No," Bast said. "Now come on!

It is unity that doth enchant me. By her power I am free though thrall, happy in sorrow, rich in poverty, and quick even in death.

Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.

When you're beguiled it helps not to think too much and just to let yourself enjoy the beguilement.

I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful — faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

their great hope was to restore Western culture to its religious roots, to unleash the powers of the imagination, to reenchant the world through Christian faith and pagan beauty. How

I will make my own future, not predict it. I don't need a charm to tell me what I hope will happen. I throw the gold charm which is like a wedding ring up in the air and catch it before it falls. This is my choice. I don't need magic to reveal my desire. The enchantment is already done: I am in love; I am sworn to a man of earth; I am not going to give this man up. All I have to do is consider how we can stay together.

With this contradictory parentage of mine: solid English earth and French water goddess, one could expect anything from me. An enchantress or an ordinary girl. There are some who will say I am both.

There was a magic: and the name of it was love.

in the water is a woman of such beauty that her skin is paler than the white marble and her hair is darker than the night skies. He falls in love with her at once, and she with him, and he takes her to the castle and makes her his wife.

I kneel on the planks for her blessing, and then sit beside her with my feet dangling over the edge and my own reflection looking up at me as if I were a water goddess living under the river, waiting to be released from an enchantment, and not a spinster princess that nobody wants.

am like a girl under a spell in an enchanted castle and he is the knight who comes to rescue me, and now I find that this is a most uncomfortable position to be in—utterly powerless and unable even to complain.

He had that York gift, didn't he?" he presses me. "Of making people love him? Like your father King Edward did? Like you have? It's a blessing, there's no real sense to it. It's just that some men have a charm, don't they? And then people follow them? People just follow them?