Quotes About Sorcery

The next day the sorcerer, tied to the tail of a savage mule loaded with nuts, was broken into as many pieces as there were nuts upon the mule's back.[1]

Sorcery," said Idris, leering horribly. The soldier backed away hastily.

If I were serious I would never have become a wizard, would I?

Oh, Ivivis, sorcerers don't have mothers!

Sorcerers believe that an action taken for the right reasons has an unreasonable chance of success.

I can't explain witchcraft.

The number of witches had everywhere become enormous.

I always have loved witches.

Nobody knows what the future is except for wizards.

In a way, we are magicians. We are alchemists, sorcerers and wizards. We are a very strange bunch. But there is great fun in being a wizard.

The world is magic. Science is but an insipid style of sorcery.

Of Diognetus, not to busy myself about vain things, and not easily to believe those things, which are commonly spoken, by such as take upon them to work wonders, and by sorcerers, or prestidigitators, and impostors; concerning the power of charms, and their driving out of demons, or evil spirits; and the like.

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

He who confesses magic or sorcery shall do penance for the time of murder, and shall be treated in the same manner as he who convicts himself of this sin.

A witch is a person who can attract and manipulate unseen forces

This Lady Pauline," he began, "she must be a fearful person. She sounds like a terrible sorceress." His face was deadpan, but Will sensed the underlying amusement and replied in kind. "She's very slim and beautiful. But she has amazing power. Some time ago, she persuaded Halt to have a haircut for their wedding." Malcolm, who had noticed Halt's decidedly slapdash hair styling, raised his eyebrows. "A sorceress indeed.

A sorceress indeed.

The force of will to defy Richard Baines and wrest his own greatest sorcery away from him? I can't even best the man in a verbal jousting match? What think I that I can take control of a sorcery in which I am only the catalyst, the sacrifice?

There," Murchaud said, tapping the cool surface the Darkling Glass. "There's is your cellar, Master Poet, and there is your oubliette." "Not mine, surely.

Real sorcery was not particularly spectacular, despite the flash and gunpowder one might see devoted to making ritual convincing when it came to stage plays.

The sorceress offered him a bittersweet smile, and he knew that what she gave herself was not just peace, but a suitable sort of vengeance after all these years.

He'd stepped from the Darkling Glass, his sword in hand and witchcraft on his lips-and straight into a sorcerer's trap.

The Parisian attitude toward sorcery-that its public practice was little more interesting and certainly more gauche than sex in the doorways or pissing in the gutter-was refreshing.

For it's as if by chance that I have gained This state so hard to find, wherein to help myself. If now, while having such discernment, I am once again consigned to hell, I am as if benumbed by sorcery, As if reduced to total mindlessness. I do not know what dulls my wits. O what is it that has me in its grip?