Quotes About Enchantment

Life is magical. If life had no magic, it would be tragic.

Life is never ordinary, it is always a wonder, it is always magical.

Nothing is more magical than love. Nothing is more real than love.

The more I love, the more I see the magic of love.

I would much rather have a life filled with magic than one filled with the mundane.

Keep the Magic Alive!

Something tells me this isn't going to end well for everyone involved. Someone may get turned into a frog yet." And that was the good news.

Have you ever met a dragon that couldn't talk?

Hmm," she said. "'Curiouser and curiouser,' to quote Alice.

You know, like Prince Charming. Because you never know, maybe he's an enchanted prince under an evil spell." "Life isn't a fairy tale, you know," Sam said. "Wanna bet?" The teen smirked at him.

I love you," he said, holding her close and running his fingers through her tangled hair as if he couldn't believe she was still in his arms. "I think you've cast a spell on me, wicked witch that you are." Baba thought that if this is what it meant to be wicked, she was all for it.

Do you want to tell me what you're doing up here in the middle of the woods?" He gazed at her milky white skin, dark hair, and wide eyes. "If you're looking for the seven dwarfs, they live in the next forest over.

Or I just sent my dragon into the woods to fetch rodents for you because I'm the wicked witch your grandmother warned you about.

Her arms reached up to wrap around his neck, holding on as if she would never let go. She kissed him back with an ardor that astonished, gratified, and aroused him all at once, and for a moment, he lost himself in the kiss, and in the woman, thinking to himself, now this, this is magic.

no one ever said the Baba Yagas were sane. There were many job requirements, but clearly that wasn't one of them.

They would be enchanted beginners all over again, ... . That was the best thing to be in life.

expected to see a horse

Nature reflects the moods of the wizard.

Wizards? Do you mean they do things a different way?" "No, just the way we do,"Merlin replied.With a flick of his finger he lit the soggy heap of kindling that Arthur had gathered (...) A blaze leapt up on the instant. Merlin then opened his hands and produced some food out of thin air.

The holy world glows like a lightening bug.

Dragons appear to those who believe, and only then if we wish.

Stairs," Valkyrie said, disappointed. "Not just ordinary stairs," Skulduggery told her as he led the way down. "Magic stairs." "Really?" "Oh, yes." She followed him into the darkness. "How are they magic?" "They just are." "In what way?" "In a magicky way." She glared at the back of his head. "They aren't magic at all, are they?" "Not really.

And what, if you don't mind me asking, is really important?" Valkyrie holds her hand palm upwards, and it starts to glow from within. She smiles at him. "Magic," she says.

My grandfather believed . . . He believed that we were magic." Stephanie stared at him. "What?" "He said it'd been passed down, this magic, generation to generation. He said we were descendants of a great sorcerer called the Last of the Ancients.