Quotes About Magic

So, getting closer, my idea was To be. Or if not that, its grammatical variant, is. This was my aboriginal notion and here's the crux – is. Just that. In the spirit of Es muss sein. The beginning of conscious life was the end of illusion, the illusion of non-being, and the eruption of the real. The triumph of realism over magic, of is over seems.

If the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons.

I do shodo magic," Dali said. "I curse through calligraphy. I have to write the curse out on a piece of paper and I can't move while I do it. One smudge, and I might kill the lot of us." Oh good. "But don't worry." Dali waved her arms. "It's so precise, it usually doesn't work at all." Better and better.

It's never a good thing when the black volhv says "Uh-oh" and then runs for his life.

The woman said something to Roman. He stopped, turned to her, and shook his staff. She crossed her arms. I couldn't see her face, but I read the body language well enough. I shake my magic stick at you! Let me tell you what you can do with your stick...

He came for me. I couldn't believe it. He came for me . Into a flying palace full of thousands of armed rakshasas in the middle of a magic jungle. Oh, you stupid, stupid idiot man . What was the God damn point of saving him only to watch him throw his life away? Kate for Curran

Magic could not be measured and explained in scientific terms, for magic grew through destroying the very natural principles that made science as people knew it impossible.

Syphilis. Lots and lots of magically delicious Syphilis.

Unfortunately, the Best Lord had condemned both vehicles as unsafe and instead I now leased a Pack Jeep I called Hector. Equipped with dual engines, Hector worked during magic or tech. He didn't go very fast, especially during magic, but so far he hadn't stalled on me either. As long as our high-speed chases stayed under forty-five miles an hour, we would be all set.

Two hours. More than enough time to kidnap a man. Or to slice his throat, bury him in the forest, and steal his magic project. How the hell did de Harven fit into it? Did he surprise the thieves? Of course, Adam Kamen could've killed his uber-bodyguard and bolted with the goods. Because he was secretly a ninja, adept at mortal combat and vanishing into thin air. Yes, that was it. Case solved.

Enter my lair, said the dragon. I have shiny treasure for you to play with, I'll keep you warm and safe, and if it suits my purpose, I'll chain you to the floor and kill your client by throwing quarters at him with my magic. Been there, done that.

Butterflies were small and light, and very magic sensitive. For some reason I made them feel safe and they gravitated to me like iron shavings to a magnet. They ruined my ferocious badass image, but you'd have to be a complete beast to swat butterflies.

I'm going to shoot him," I squeezed through my teeth. "No, that would be murder," Grandma Frida told me, her voice soothing. "You've had a long day. Let's put your magic away. You know what you need? A nice cup of chamomile tea and a tranquilizer . . ." I

Who are you, what are you doing here, who is Hood, why does he want Julie, and where is Julie's mother? Is that all! He wiped the red smudge off his lip with the back of his hand. Yes. No. Why is the cauldron important, where did it go, how is Morrigan involved, where do you go when you disappear, and why do you keep stealing the maps? Okay, now that's everything.

What did you write on here? 'Don't die'?" "No, I wrote, 'Don't be an asshole!'"I headed for the house. "On yours or mine?" "On yours." "Well, in that case, your magic isn't working. I'm still an asshole.

I'm in a Disney movie. - Augustine

When we were at the lodge, and you were dancing in the snow, I kept wondering why the snow wasn't melting. You're like spring. My spring.

It a dude and a girl, and the house and wooo scary things happen and then they kill everything.

Landon slid back into the driver's seat and pointed at my saber. "Put it away." "Say the magic word." "Please," Landon squeezed out. I slid the blade back into the sheath and petted it. "It's okay, Sarrat. If he insults you, I'll cut his head off and you can drink his blood.

Have you ever heard of Arthur C. Clarke's third law of prediction? It states that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. Take a smart phone and hand it to an ancient Roman. He'll think it's a magic window into the world of the gods and that the Beyoncé video playing on it is showing him Venus.

One time I was dying in a cage inside a palace that was flying over a magic jungle. And some idiot went in there, chased the palace down, fought his way through hundreds of rakshasas, and rescued me. I remember, he said. That's when I realized you loved me, I said. I was in the cage and I heard you roar.

He said he'd met a girl with stardust on her robe, and when he looked into her eyes, he saw the universe looking back.

Some magic talents are destructive. Some are subtle. But no magic user should be taken lightly.

Everybody, I think, that was in 'Harry Potter' was certainly introduced to an enormous lot of young people.