Quotes About Enchantment

I think the foundation of everything in my life is wonder.

I think people are interested in anything that's a little bigger than life and that's colorful and - you know, what they like? They like fairy tales for grownups.

Or a nacreous sleep among soft particles and charms

Belonging to the world of poetry,but fascinated by another world, she is always stretching out from her enchanted tree and snatching bits from the flux of daily life as they float past, and out of these bits she builds novels.

One day, she ventured to the palace library and was delighted to find what good company books could be.

Go on, strike, said the witch, smiling. Fire is beautiful. Nothing bad will happen.

Te miraba como si fueras el planeta más brillante de la galaxia.

And yet, there was a witch. There is always a witch.

It's the moonlight. Makes all the girls look pretty.

The spell was simple and I'd said half of it before she even figured out that it was a spell. Since you like bubbles so, In a bubble you must go. In that bubble you will stay Till your bubbles go away. Sound can't pass from inside out Even if you scream or shout. If you want to be set free, End your spell, that's the key

Then she turned westward, to gaze at the swirling gold. Just where the river rounded the hill the sun caught it. Fairyland must lie above the bend, and its precious liquid was pouring towards them past Charles's bathing shed.

But Italy worked some marvel in her. It gave her light...

As he alighted his name had been called out of dreams. The violence went out of his heart, and a purity that he had never imagined dwelt there instead. His friend had called him. He stood for a moment entranced, then the new emotion found him words, and laying his hand very gently upon the pillows he answered 'Clive!

She too is enamoured of heavy winds, and vast panoramas, and green expanses of the sea.

But this place has wonderful powers." "What do you mean?" "I don't know." "Because I probably agree with you." "It kills what is dreadful and makes what is beautiful live.

But the poetry of that kiss, the wonder of it, the magic that there was in life for hours after it—who can describe that?

Tluin," he whispered, into the gloom around him. "Naed, hrast, and farruking tluin.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to sharpen.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper. (A Shadow Passes)

As I drove away, I felt deeply comforted knowing that magical things were still living in the world.

It was Beauty. As always. Beauty killed him.

Hairy and the Maidens.

What did they say about Helen of Troy? That her face launched a thousand ships? That's you, you're that beautiful. A thousand ships.