Quotes About Wizard

A good perfumer was part alchemist, part artist, and part wizard.

One popular fantasy book featuring a boy wizard who shall not be named calls my fearsome dog "Fluffy.

I have talent at playing myself. I don't have a very broad range, but at playing myself I am a wizard. It's more than fun; it's the best job on Earth.

You guys are related to Jonah Wizard? Jake asked, his lip curled disdainfully. And the other guy, Dan grumbled. Vin Diesel's stunt double.

The wizard stirs, opens his eyes, and looks at the reluctant boy. "Oh, you'll get your heart broken," he says. "Is that what you're waiting to hear? It'll be broken, all right. But you'll never get anything done if you walk around with an unchipped heart. That's the way of it, boy.

You be careful, Wizard. Interestingly eccentric friends aren't easy to find.

There in seclusion and remote from men The wizard hand lies cold, Which at its topmost speed let fall the pen, And left the tale half told. Ah! who shall lift that wand of magic power, And the lost clew regain? The unfinished window in Aladdin's tower Unfinished must remain!

There's more magic in a baby's first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don't let anyone tell you any different.

Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

How long have you been a Wiccan?' 'A what?' 'A pagan. A witch.' 'I'm not a witch,' I said, glancing out the door. 'I'm a wizard.' Sanya frowned. 'What is the difference?' 'Wizard has a Z' He looked at me blankly. 'No one appreciates me.' I muttered.

Ha-ha! Ah-hahahaha! I am wizard; hear me roar!

You, Madeline said, her voice hollow and wheezing, are like a bad case of herpes, wizard. You're inconvenient, embarassing, no real threat, and you simply will not go away.

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A man's magic demonstrates what sort of person he is, what is held most deeply inside of him. There is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power. I was not a murderer. I was not like Victor Sells. I was Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden. I was a wizard. Wizards control their power. They don't let it control them. And wizards don't use magic to kill people. They use it to discover, to protect, to mend, to help. Not to destroy.

He's Gandalf on crack and an IV of Red Bull, with a big leather coat and a .44 revolver in his pocket.

I slammed the doors open a little harder than I needed to, stalked out to the Blue Beetle, and drove away with all the raging power the ancient four-cylinder engine should muster. Behold the angry wizard puttputt-putting away.

Those who deal in magic learn to see the world in a slightly differnt light than everybody else.you gain a perspective you had considered before. A way of thinking that would never have occurred to you with out exposure to the things a wizard sees and hears.When you look in to some ones eyes you see them in that other light and for just a second they see you in the same way.

My name is Harry Dresden, I said. Fitz stumbled. Holy shit, he said. Like... that Harry Dresden? The professional wizard? The one and only. He recovered his pace and shook his head. I heard you were dead. Well, yeah, I said, but I'm taking it in stride.

I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have done. I turned around and ran like hell.

I'm a wizard. That means I have power, and power and responsibility go hand in hand.

Anyway, my office is small - one room, but on the corner, with a couple of windows. The sign on the door reads, simply, HARRY DRESDEN, WIZARD. Just inside the door is a table, covered with pamphlets with titles like: Magic and You, and Why Witches Don't Sink Any Faster Than Anyone Else - a Wizard's Perspective. I wrote most of them. I think it's important for we practitioners of the Art to keep up a good public image. Anything to avoid another Inquisition.

He stared at me. "Wh-what did you say?" "A stuffed animal, man!" I roared at him. "Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

I'm... I felt a little ill. You're saying... I'm pregnant? My double threw up his arms. Finally, he gets it. In years and years and years of experience as a wizard, I'd dealt with concepts, formulae, and mental models that ranged from bizarre to downright insanity-inducing. None of them had, in any way whatsoever, ever prepared my head to wrap around this. At all. Ever.

Everyone," she said, "thinks that hate and love are somehow opposite forces. They are not. They are the same force, facing opposite directions." She glanced aside at me. "Love is a fire, my Knight. Love turned the wrong way has killed as many as hate. Reason, young wizard, is the opposite of hate, not love.