Quotes About Magic

Children have it all over adults, possessing magical powers of imagination. Then they grow into cynical tall people. That's the whole problem with the human race: reverse metamorphosis. We turn from butterflies into caterpillars. The key to keeping your wings is regular exercise of your kindergarten muscles of make-believe.

All our behaviours are a result of neurophysiological activity in the brain. There is no reason to believe there is any magic going on.

I was just focused on winning games for the Magic. I was just trying to play at a very high level, just trying to block out all the noise. I had some good games.

I won't hold any illusions of changing the world or any such nonsense. But maybe, just maybe, I'm helping someone else change his or her life a little bit for the better, even if it just means giving someone a magical place in which to hide.

I'm not interested in a world without magic.

Nothing is impossible on 'Game of Thrones.'

I think that magic, at its root, is a very abstract notion. There's no real, approved definition. And, in that sense, it's like love; you can only see magic by the effect it has on people.

Remember that a good football novel has to have the same ingredients as any other good novel: drama, convincing and interesting characters, a strong story-line, and some kind of magic in the writing.

The state of childhood resonates with life inside a fantasy novel. If you have no control over how you spend large chunks of your day, or are at the mercy of flawed giant beings, then the desire to bend the laws of the world by magic is strong and deep.

I have always loved to read, and now that I have penned 10 novels and a few magazine articles, I have fallen seriously in love with writing stories and seeing them go out into the world. It's magical, you know?

I was someone who really loved fantasy novels and science fiction novels.

I'm a huge Disney nut. I have been since I was a little kid.

I'm a big Disneyland nut.

As a kid, I always was obsessed with Houdini.

I now find magic in the mundane. I'm also more creative - better able to look beyond the obvious and come up with new story angles.

For if we are our own force, we are also a servant of the forces of the dead. So we have to be bold enough to live with all the magical forces at loose between the living and the dead. That is never free of dread. It takes bravery to live with beauty or wealth if we think of them as an existence connected to the messages, the curses, and the loyalties of the dead. In

Imagination is the true magic carpet.

just follow that line forever, said the Mathemagician, and when you reach the end, turn left. There you'll find the land of Infinity, where the tallest, the shortest, the biggest, the smallest, and the most and least of everything are kept. I don't have that much time, said Milo anxiously. isn't there a quicker way? Well, you might try this flight of stairs, he suggested, opening another door and pointing up.It goes there, too.

And, most important of all, added the Mathemagician, here is your own magic staff. Use it well and there is nothing it cannot do for you. He placed in Milo's breast pocket a small gleaming pencil which, except for the size, was much like his own.

here is your own magic staff. Use it well and there is nothing it cannot do for you." He placed in Milo's breast pocket a small gleaming pencil which, except for the size, was much like his own. Then, with a last word of encouragement, he and the Dodecahedron (who was simultaneously sobbing, frowning, pining, and sighing from four of his saddest faces) made their farewells and watched as the three tiny figures disappeared into the forbidding Mountains of Ignorance.

Their sense of likeness astonished them. It resembled magic. They felt themselves held in a spellbound condition which they feared to injure. Although she could not pin down any overt point of resemblance, Harriet at times imagined he was the person most like her in the world, her mirror image.

Your Eyes Are Like Ensorcelled Arrows

If you listen very carefully, you can hear the good fairy come in the night and leave our assignment for tomorrow.

Science Fiction has rivets, fantasy has trees.