Quotes About Magic

Dorintele sunt falsuri. Speranta e adevarata. Speranta isi face propria magie.

Many fists against fewer, perhaps, but the fewer have magic.

I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And…" His voice grew bashful. Only in a dream could he be so bold and speak such words. "I hope you'll let me be in your story.

El viento transportaba recuerdos de magia, revolución y violines

Como si aquel lugar fuera un cuento dedicado a ella.

Karou? Akita conocía esa palabra. Significaba <>

Soy la sacerdosista de un castillo de arena en una tierra de polvo y luz de estrellas.

Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic. Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes it's own magic.

Nein", sagte er mit einem Lächeln, "Du bist märchenhaft. Du bist magisch, mutig und wundervoll. Und...", fuhr er mit plötzlicher Schüchternheit fort, denn nur in einem Traum konnte er solche gewagten Worte überhaupt aussprechen: "... ich hoffe, du lässt mich Teil deiner Geschichte sein.

She saw that magic and science were heads and tails of the same bright coin.

He was inside that realm of mind, the private universe, the infinite sphere of himself where he went to work magic.

Hope? Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.

Hoppet är den verkliga magin (s. 363).

Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic »

Some men good providers, got a way with the soil or a trade. Some men been given a singing voice take you to glory, or magic in they bodies to move in dance and make you feel alive. Some men so pretty you gaze on them with hunger, or so smooth they get hold of words and make you believe

Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.

When I started out back in Louisville, there was Harry Collins. He was my first teacher. He saw that I was so obsessed with magic that he taught me the love of magic.

I always wanted to go to the Chavez school but I could never afford it when I was growing up so a lot of my learning came from magic books and watching other magicians. I was also very lucky that I had a couple of really good magic teachers.

We didn't have a whole lot of money when I was growing up either. I would always ask for magic books or magic tricks for my birthday or for Christmas and the rest of the year I either had to mow lawns or find part time jobs to help supplement the cost of doing magic.

Even the trip throught the Portal had not disarranged Magnus's hair spikes. He tugged on one proudly. "Check it out", he said to Isabelle. "Magic?" "Hair gel. $3.99 at Ricky's.

Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn't desire his kiss, she won't be free.

That seems like stealing, doesn't it?" Simon pulled a cup toward him. He drew the lid back. "Ooh. Mochaccino." He looked at Magnus. "Did you pay for these?" "Sure," said Magnus, while Jace and Alec snickered. "I make dollar bills magically appear in their cash register." "Really?" "No." Magnus popped the lid off his own coffee. "But you can pretend I did if it makes you feel better. So, first order of business is what?

It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts." "So, ninety-five percent of the time." She craned her head back to look up at him. "Ninety-five percent? What's the other five percent?" "Oh, you know, the usual--demons I might kill, runes I need to learn, people who've annoyed me recently, people who've annoyed me not so recently, ducks." "Ducks?

But the name Magnus Bane made him think of a towering sort of figure, with huge shoulders and formal purple warlock's robes, calling down fire and lightning. Not Magnus himself, who was more of a cross between a panther and a demented elf.