Quotes About Enchantment

Some movies are simply magical. You can't really put your finger on any particular reason behind its success.

I am a fairytale person and firmly believe that movies are made to entertain.

I always gravitated a bit towards more of the fantasy, and 'Lost Girl' really fits in with that.

He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.

I've always loved 'Wicked.' It's one of my little obsessions.

Fantasy encompasses a wide, wide spectrum of writing. We have beast fables, we have gothics, we have tales of vampires and werewolves, and we have sword and sorcery; we have epics from Homer, and there is just so much out there that we put under the umbrella of 'fantasy.'

What is beautiful enchants me. I mean not just physical beauty but a wider concept of beauty. There is beauty in poetry and in great musical or singing performances. There is beauty everywhere if you can just see it.

Generally, I think most of my writing tends to have some kind of magical element to it. That's the way I can access the emotional life of the character.

So many plays with magic in them that would be a terrific invitation to an imaginative animation team.

Working with Terry Gilliam was magic - I've been watching his films since I was little.

The preceding arcanum-"The Moon"-confronted us with the task of human intelligence to liberate itself from the magical enchantment which separates it from spontaneous wisdom, and to unite itself with the latter, i.e. to arrive at intuition. The nineteenth arcanum-"The Sun"- is that of the accomplished union of intelligence and spontaneous wisdom: The Arcanum of Intuition.

Nothing enchants the mind more than the existence of the outside world, of something that resists it and will not obey.

That most ancient of magics, the binding of a man by the use of his name, gripped him.

Hesitating at the last instant, she gazed back at Vesper, and tears brimmed in her eyes as she murmured in a meek voice, "Good-bye, my love." Then she returned to the enchanted device and called out, "May this new vessel serve you well!

As it grew closer, they could see that it was a woman arms outstretched, long black hair billowing behind as she spiralled toward them.

And it confused me to think that the cloven-footed ones could have so many marvelous creations.

There was stardust in her bones.

Hwoinch!' said Hen Wen.

often the trouble with magical things. They're never quite what you'd expect.

Of course not, agreed Orddu. We're neither good nor evil. We're simply interested in things as they are. And things as they are, at the moment, seem to be that you're caught by the Crochan.

It was a night when you might expect to stray into a dance of mermaids.

She couldn't turn away from the eyes that held her. Eyes as deep, as Dark as the night, yet there was something that sparked with warmth, that kept those eyes from being cold.

all the wild ways he had shown me, mosses and rushes and heather, the home of the curlew and snipe, and the grazing grounds of the geese, all those enchanted fields and the magical willows lying under the edge of the bog, all were to be spoiled, hidden, sold and disenchanted by that terrible force named Progress.

And beyond that circle whence so much was beaten back by the bright vehemence of the good man's curses, the will-o'-the-wisps rioted, and many a strangeness that poured in that night from Elfland, and goblins held high holiday.