Quotes About Magic

The road to love is littered by the bones of other ones, who by the magic of the moment were mysteriously undone.

One magician demanded I show him an image of the love of his life. I rustled up a mirror.

Every fairy child may keep Two strong ponies and ten sheep; All have houses, each his own, Built of brick or granite stone; They live on cherries, they run wild I'd love to be a Fairy's child.

We love to entertain kings and queens, but at Disneyland, everyone is a V.I.P.

To run this business ... you need ... optimism, humanism, enthusiasm, intuition, curiosity, love, humour, magic and fun, and that secret ingredient-euph oria.

I would love to be fooled. The innocence of child for the first time, seeing something and being in wonder is something that I long for because I'm tainted.

Faith is not the childish belief in magic. That is ignorance or even willful blindness. It is instead the realization that the tragic irrationalities of life must be counterbalanced by an equally irrational commitment to the essential goodness of Being. It is simultaneously the will to dare set your sights at the unachievable, and to sacrifice everything, including (and most importantly) your life.

God is in no ways a safety net for the blind. He's not someone to be commanded to perform magic tricks, or forced into Self-revelation—not even by His own Son.

Faith is not the childish belief in magic. That is ignorance or even willful blindness. It is instead the realization that the tragic irrationalities of life must be counterbalanced by an equally irrational commitment to the essential goodness of Being.

Apelidaram-no de Professor porque num livro furtado ele aprendera a fazer mágicas com lenços e níqueis e também porque, contando aquelas histórias que lia e muitas que inventava, fazia a grande e misteriosa mágica de os transportar para mundos diversos, fazia com que os olhos vivos dos Capitães da Areia brilhassem como só brilham as estrelas da noite da Bahia.

Mañana--¡mágica palabra la noche en que se nos ha dicho que somos amados!

Paraíso de la tierra Cuyos mágicos jardines Con sus manos de jazmines Cultivó celeste hurí, La salud en tí se encierra En tí mora la alegría En tus sierras nace el dia Y arde el sol de amor por tí.

The metaphor is perhaps one of man's most fruitful potentialities. Its efficacy verges on magic, and it seems a tool for creation which God forgot inside one of His creatures when He made him.

for most men are unaware that what is in the power of magicians to accomplish, that the heart can also accomplish by dint of love and bravery.

What are you using?" I asked. "Fascination or glamour?" "Both," she said, giving me a wicked smile

You have the Destiny Blade and Bone Cutter, in addition to the talents inherited from your mother. Alice wields powerful magic, and I am Grimalkin.

The price is the blood of the girl who cowers behind you. - Hecate to Grimalkin about Thorne

What on earth could be worse than a malevolent witch?' I demanded. 'I belong to the best bit of the dark... I'm an earth-witch who serves Pan. My magic comes from the ground; it comes from the elements; it comes from the Earth itself. The truth is, that's what I was always meant to be.

We three alone have the speed, skill and power to do what must be done', said Grimalkin. 'You have the Destiny Blade and Bone Cutter — in addition to the talents inherited from your mother. Alice wields powerful magic, and I am Grimalkin.

Even though she'd trained for two years as a witch, Alice was my friend.

Now Balna's son was a bright, clever boy, so he said, "Do not fear, dear mother; the first thing to do is to discover how far the Magician's power extends, in order that we may be able to liberate my father and uncles, whom he has imprisoned in the form of rocks and trees. You have spoken to him angrily for twelve long years; now rather speak kindly. Tell him you have given up all hopes of again seeing the husband you have so long mourned, and say you are willing to marry him.

Then the ogre fell down and broke his crown, and the beanstalk came toppling after.

weird ye to be a Laidly Worm, And borrowed shall ye never be, Until Childe Wynd, the King's own son Come to the Heugh and thrice kiss thee; Until the world comes to an end, Borrowed shall ye never be.

My name is Echo. I dream of cats with stars in their fur.