Quotes About Magic

Bite me, Harry Potter.

Who knew an elf queen could be so vicious!

Why would John bother using windows or doors like a normal person? Why would he bother to say hello? Just poof . Crunch. Bye.

Because the best,most long-lasting love has a magic all its own,and doesn't need any help from witchcraft.

They really do look gold.How is that even possible?How can someone have golden eyes?

I guess we will," I said, wondering how it had gotten to this: my cousin and me, fighting over who was the more powerful witch. I mean, talk about stupid. I

The only magic that's left in the world right now is the magic that we make ourselves, deliberately. You're not going to stumble over enchantment by chance. You have to be open to it, looking for it, and when you first think you might have glimpsed it, you have to will it into your life with every machination available to you.

That he'd seen...two people, a young man and a woman, sitting on invisible furniture with their feet up, reading books and eating chocolates.

And where do I find a notary public?' the enchantress asked. 'Where? They don't grow on trees where I come from, and while I might be able to arrange that one did, it would take time I don't have to waste.

And suddenly you know: It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.

Kingsley smiled his Cheshire smile. And without a word, he called up the white darkness—the subvertio—a spell that unlocked what could not be unlocked, that destroyed what could not be destroyed. There was a rumbling, a shaking, like the strongest earthquake, and the iron gate crumbled, and the path began to melt. the demon shrieked, but Kingsley just looked at Mimi the entire time. Azrael...

And just like magic, the Isle of the Lost began to form before their eyes, including the hidden and forbidden zones. The Forbidden Fortress appeared, a menacing-looking castle of spiky walls and twisty towers, located on the edge of the island. Right in the middle of Nowhere.

Magic is an expression of the unlimited capacity of mystery and wonder in the world.

Magic is an honor, until it's a shackle.

ahem—remember the first Never After book, The Thirteenth Fairy? If you haven't read it yet, you really should…).

These three cards represent the past, the present, and the future," she told Evie. "The first card is the Tower. It means you came from a difficult past. You were trapped and in danger." "Pretty much. I mean, I am from the Isle of the Lost," said Evie. "I was exiled to our castle with my mother, the Evil Queen." "Dangerous indeed," said Celia. "When I missed our usual Friday face mask, she wanted to murder me

worst student. I used my magic for selfish reasons. I even cast a spell on Ben because I wasn't sure if he liked me.

She felt like she was in Candy Land, minus the lollipops on the trees.

The sign seemed like her fortune, her horoscope, her Magic 8 Ball answer.

Others do not have our magic. We have our magic. It is in us.

Now is a time of magic. Let the universe take your hand and show you things you have never seen before. Now, at last, you're open and vulnerable enough to begin. Celebrate the magic, the mystery of the unknown. Celebrate the miracles that will certainly come.

Stop looking for Big. The magic happens when you stay small. Ninety-five dollars bought more than the secret to grief. It paid for the secret to life. Whatever we don't have isn't the missing piece. The moments we live for their own sake turn to moments of joy. Something way more profound and lasting than happiness is peace.

Don't let the lessons, the experiences of the past, dampen your enthusiasm for beginnings. Just because it's been hard doesn't mean it will always be that difficult. Don't let the heartbreaks of the past cause you to become cynical, close you off to life's magic and promise. Open yourself wide to all that the universe has to say.

spent the evening letting Emily call the shots for what she called "a normal Christmas Eve" night—doing everything from drinking eggnog and eating snack food to watching, of course, How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Finally they hung up Emily's Christmas stocking—a gift that Joy had tucked in one of her magical bins. Marcus hung it on the far edge of the fireplace to prevent the big crackling fire from scorching it.