Quotes About Spell

I put the charm bracelet away in the purse and return it to my jewel case. I don't need a spell to foresee the future; I am going to make it happen.

Fantastique, 'Dream of a Witches' Sabbat'. "Though

Down through the starry intervals, Upon this weary-laden world, How soft the soul of Silence falls! How deep the spell wherewith she thralls, How wide her mantle is unfurled.

Love is the closest thing we have to magic

Christmas...that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance...a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.

Oh oh it's magic When I'm with you Oh oh it's magic You know it's true Got a hold on you

And then he - Tchaikovsky - turned towards the little lectern that was on the stage, picked up his baton and held it in the air. He paused a moment. It was like watching an old wizard with a wand, summoning the energy needed to cast a spell... Time slowed inside that moment. Then the music began.

And then he - Tchaikovsky - turned towards the little lectern that was on the stage, picked up his baton and held it in the air. He paused a moment. It was like watching an old wizard with a wand, summoning the energy needed to cast the spell. The hall fell silent. I had never heard a silence like it. The whole hall seemed to be holding its breath. It felt civilised and modern. It felt refined and tantalising all at once, like a polite collective pre-orgasm.

Another spell had been thrust upon her so long ago...She hadn't been able to see it but it was real. Otherwise why would you rise up from your enclosed and well-defended self and go be with that other person? Why would you open your life, the most secret entries into yourself, to someone you didn't really know? Who would do that unless she had to?

Sectumsempra

History of Magic?

Bat-Bogey Hex

Official Wizarding Level

Morsmordre (morez-mord) - Spell This is the spell that conjures the Dark Mark, the sign of the Death Eaters. It was first used by Barty Crouch Jr. in the Goblet of Fire, when he was able to use Harry Potter's wand. This was created by the Dark Lord to be able to summon his followers at once.

Liquorice Wand

Officer Of The Ministry Of Magic (Omm)

I learned a spell many years ago from an Inuit shaman. It changes the consistency of running water, turning it to something like thick sticky mud. Effectively, it allows you to walk on water. Inuits use it when they're hunting polar bears out on ice floes. I wanted to see if it worked on warm salt water.

With these coins I find you. With these words I bind you. Keep our secret, silent be. Speak to no man, not of me. Diddle dum, diddle dee, fi, fo, fum.

There is always a touch of magic in every miracle and a touch of miracle in every magical trick.

The wand is mighter then the sword.

For no medium is excessively dangerous if its users understand what its dangers are. It is not important that those who ask the questions arrive at my answers or Marshall McLuhan's (quite different answers, by the way). This is an instance in which the asking of the questions is sufficient. To ask is to break the spell.

The moment when one loses the illusions and passions of youth often leaves regrets, but sometimes we hate the spell that deceived us. So it is that Armida burns and razes the palace where she was enchanted.

The spell didn't last too terribly long. Agatha roused herself and headed into Archie's study, where she sat down to write a letter to her husband. It may have been a plea. It may have been a declaration of war. Nobody would ever know, except for Archie, who read it once, then threw it in the fire.

My heart is bound by beauty's spell. My love is indestructible. Although I like a candle burn, And almost to a shadow turn, I envy not the heart that's free: Love's soul-encircling chains for me.