Quotes About Magic

Because: if our secrets define us, as opposed to the face we show the world: then the painting was the secret that raised me above the surface of life and enabled me to know who I am. And it's there: in my notebooks, every page, even though it's not. Dream and magic, magic and delirium. The Unified Field Theory. A secret about a secret.

between 'reality' on the one hand, and the point where the mind strikes reality, there's a middle zone, a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being, where two very different surfaces mingle and blur to provide what life does not: and this is the space where all art exists, and all magic.

there's a middle zone, a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being, where two very different surfaces mingle and blur to provide what life does not: and this is the space where all art exists, and all magic.

I've seen the way he dances; it looks like something you do on Saint Walpurgis Night.

After surveying a number of these sterilization bills, Julius Paul observe in 1968, "The surgeon's knife (sterilization) still seems to have the same magical quality in the minds of some people for 'saving' America from its shame, squalor, and various miseries of human or social instigation (especially poverty) as it did over sixty years ago.

The villagers were absolutely hypnotized by all these wonderful magic images flashing over her wrist. They had only ever seen one spaceship crash, and it had been so frightening, violent and shocking and had caused so much horrible devastation, fire and death that, stupidly, they had never realized it was entertainment.

Another world, another day, another dawn. The early morning;s thinnest sliver of light appeared silently. Several billion trillion tons of super hot exploding hydrogen nuclei rose slowly above the horizon and managed to look small, cold, and slightly damp. There is a moment in ever dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation holds its breath.

Sawing a lady in half is easy. Sawing a lady in half and then joining her up together again is less easy, but can be done with practice.

There is a moment in every dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation hold its breath.

Non è sufficiente credere alla bellezza di un giardino? Che bisogno c'è di credere che nasconda delle fate?

En todos los amaneceres hay un momento en que la luz flota y la magia es posible. La creación contuvo el aliento.

Genügt es denn nicht, dass ein Garten schön ist, ohne dass man unbedingt glauben muss, dass Feen darin hausen?

A magician wandered along the beach, but no one needed him.

There is a moment in every dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation holds its breath

There is a moment in every dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation holds its breath. The

I????n adeta yüzdüÄŸü her ÅŸafak vaktinde büyülü bir olas?l?k an? vard?r. Yarat?l?? tam o s?rada nefesini tutmuÅŸtur.

And when you do find this letter, you know what? Something extraordinary will happen. It will be like a reverse solar eclipse - the sun will start shining down in the middle of night, imagine that!

You don't believe magic is possible in lives lived within traditional boundaries.

When you get out of the driver's seat, you find that life can drive itself, that actually life has always been driving itself. When you get out of the driver's seat, it can drive itself so much easier—it can flow in ways you never imagined. Life becomes almost magical. The illusion of the "me" is no longer in the way. Life begins to flow, and you never know where it will take you.

The more in harmony you are with the flow of your own existence, the more magical life becomes.

There was something magical about an island—the mere word suggested fantasy. You lost touch with the world—an island was a world of its own. A world, perhaps, from which you might never return.

Nobody believes in magicians any more, nobody believes that anyone can come along and wave a wand and turn you into a frog. But if you read in the paper that by injecting certain glands scientists can alter your vital tissues and you'll develop froglike characteristics, well, everybody would believe that.

What alchemy there was in human beings.

Open your mouth and shut your eyes and see what the fairies will send you—