Quotes About Magic

Thousand and One Nights.

Writing itself was a magical act in which imagination altered reality and gave form to power.

Anything whole can be broken," Isabelle told her. "And anything broken can be put back together again. That is the meaning of Abracadabra. I create what I speak.

There's a little witch in all of us.

Rules of Magic: Do as you will, but harm no one. What you give will be returned to you threefold. Fall in love whenever you can. Meaning of Abracadabra - I create what I speak

she opened a book and was therefore saved, discovering that a novel was as great an escape as any spell.

For some, witchery was a choice, but not for them.

Midsummer's Eve, the summer solstice, when the day is so long it seems for once there is all the time in the world.

Anything whole can be broken, and anything broken can be put back together again. That is the meaning of Abracadabra. I create what I speak.

Witches are made, not born.

My father was both a scientist and a magician, but he declared that it was in literature wherein we discovered our truest natures.

The most basic and reliable love potion was made from anise, rosemary, honey, and cloves boiled for nine hours on the back burner of the old stove.

They sat in the light of a lantern and drank cups of Courage Tea, a blend of currants, spices, and thyme, made for protection and healing, a mixture that needed to steep for a long time. It was an elixir that made it clear one should never hide who one was. That was the first step toward courage. In this way, magic began.

After listening in, Franny had decided that magic was not so very far from science. Both endeavors searched for meaning where there was none, light in the darkness, answers to questions too difficult for mortals to comprehend. Aunt Isabelle knew her niece was there on the stairs taking notes, but said nothing. She had a special fondness for Franny. They were alike in more ways than Franny would care to know.

On evenings when the orange moon was rising in the sky, and some woman was crying in their kitchen, Sally and Gillian would lock pinkies and vow never to be ruled by their passions.

That was how evil spoke. It made its own corrupt sense; it swore that the good were evil, and that evil had come to save mankind. It brought up ancient fears and scattered them on the street like pearls. To fight what was wicked, magic and faith were needed.

As he walked back to the neighbor's he realized that the magic tricks he'd taught himself were childish foolishness. What mattered was the blood that ran through him, the same blood that had flowed through Maria Owens. Once, when he'd cut himself in a tangle of brambles on the way to the lake, drops of his blood had burned through the fabric of his shirt. This was what bloodline magic was. It was inside him.

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It was after dark when the woods were most filled with magic, when there were fireflies and the mist was rising from the streams.

This was true magic, the making and unmaking of the world with paper and ink.

For women who wanted a child, mistletoe was to be strung over their beds. If that had no effect, they must tie nine knots in a strong rope, then burn the rope and eat the ashes and soon enough they would conceive.

When it came to love, you must always be careful. If you dropped something belonging to the man you loved into a candle flame, then added pine needles and marigold flowers, he would arrive on your doorstep by morning, so you would do well to be certain you wanted him there.

Franny was always going to be the one to break the curse. Here was her secret: she loved so deeply the depth could never be charted.

Maria was a weather witch and could stop rain by standing in a downpour with her arms uplifted.