Quotes About Magic

Jackie added in White's article, read by millions, that the Kennedy administration had been Camelot, a magic moment in American history, when gallant men danced with beautiful women, when great deeds were done, when artists, writers, and poets met at the White House and the barbarians beyond the walls were held back. But it will never be that way again. . . . There'll never be another Camelot again.76

It didn't work, said the King. The cloak of invisibility didn't work. Yes, it did, said the Royal Wizard. No, it didn't, said the King. I kept bumping into things, the same as ever. The cloak is supposed to make you invisible, said the Royal Wizard. It is not supposed to keep you from bumping into things. All I know is, I kept bumping into things, said the King.

These are the lessons of being human, being vulnerable, and seeking wholeness with all that is. They are part of the pathway to power. The power lies in the wisdom and understanding of one's role in the Great Mystery, and in honouring every little thing as a teacher. The lessons taught are eternal and forever forthcoming. If the learning is over, so is the magic and the life.

This is an evening of wonders, indeed!

The magical dromenon, the Carrying out of Winter, the Bringing in of Spring, is doomed to an inherent and deadly monotony.

And give thanks that we live in such a wonderful, magical, and endlessly fascinating kingdom. The kingdom of the plants.

Adding and Dividing Work Ancient people seem to have understood perfectly well that economic life is a matter of adding new goods and services. But instead of seeing the logic and order by which this happens, they saw magic. Important activities had been given to men or taught to men in remote times by gods; they had been stolen from gods; they had been brought along, like a trousseau, by demigod progenitors of people.

Magic is the beingness behind and within all things. Jane Roberts via Oversoul Seven's Little Book, The Charmed Life, Oversoul Seven Trilogy

I have pulled threads from magic tapestries already woven and used them to weave my own cloth.

Once upon a time, Gemma began, the older two girls whispering the opening with her, which is all times and no times but not the very best of times,there was a castle. And in it lived a king who wanted nothing more in the world than a child.

Welcome to Neverland," Peter said, as if this were supposed to be a big surprise. Darla took her hand away from his. "It's smaller than I thought it would be," she said. This time she looked right at him.

She left two mermaid tears, crystals with a bit of salt embedded in them, on his pillow.

Once Once, oh once, there was, was not, A girl, princess, mermaid, widow, witch, queen, wife, A boy, king, soldier, wizard, troll, giants, Magic Life. The tale turns, returns, confuses, confesses, And all the hardships, spells, and stresses, End well in happy laughter And we hope- ever after. Believe me, friend- because would I, A storyteller, ever lie?

Happily Ever After Imagine them all after the plotting, after the ball, after the spelling, hopping, sweeping, grumping, grousing, mopping, sleeping, from small glass shoe to nuisance pea, so ever after, all happily be- enchanted with magic from kingdoms to seas. Now close your eyes, and dream of these.

Read to me riddles and read to me rhymes Read to me stories of magical times Read to me tales about castles and kings Read to me stories of fabulous things Read to me pirates and read to me knights Read to me dragons and dragon-book fights Read to me spaceships and cowboys and then When you are finished– please read them again.

How can this be, this great magic, that makes real the unreal, the not-actual into a kind of factless fictual, turns lies into the True? Don't ask me, for I am new at this work, new at telling my own truth. All I can start with is Once Upon A Time, that oldest and truest of lies.

Fairy tales always have a happy ending. He leaned back in his chair. "That depends." "On what?" "On whether you are Rumplestiltskin or the Queen.

I'd spent a night with Ranger a while ago, and I knew what happened when he was encouraged. Ranger knew how to make a woman want him. Ranger was magic.

Personally, I'm a lazy kind of guy, and leaving the door open on the mystical saves me work. I don't have to stress my brain trying to explain the unexplainable. It's magic. End of discussion.

You should see me work my magic in leather Ranger

So elves could be walking around in our midst, disguised as normal, everyday, vertically challenged citizens.

He's the Wizard because he's magic. He mysteriously passes through locked doors. He seems to read minds. He's able to refuse dessert. And he can give me a hot flash with the touch of a fingertip.

This is part of the problem with the world today," Diesel said. "People don't believe in the mystical.

Altogether, there are eight types of illusions. Magic, a dream, a bubble, a rainbow, lightning, the moon reflected in water, a mirage, and a city of celestial musicians." Vernon