Quotes About Magic

Like every art form, there are jealousies and angers and competitiveness in magic. But there's camaraderie among magicians, whether you perform it for a living or you're an enthusiast.

A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude. -Clary, pg.243-

Just what I needed—a necromancer with an attitude. Oh, wait, I was a necromancer with an attitude.

May all your fairytales be real, May evil never touch you

Because we live in a world under siege," I say. "Life sucks for mages and magicians- you taught me that. Bad things happen to those of us who get involved, but if we didn't fight, we'd be in an even worse state. None of it it's your fault, any more than it's the fault of the moon or the stars." Dervish nods slowly, then arches an eyebrow " The moon or the stars? " "I always get poetic when I'm dealing with self-pitying simpletons.

So easy to take it for granted, but this is something no normal human was made to see. The world of magic has blessed me with wonders and it's only right to stop every now and then to appreciate it.

An assistant could be just what the witch doctor ordered.

The moon's a powerful mistress. She can reach through any wall or covering and work her wicked charms.

Vampires can run at an extra-fast speed, a magic kind of running, where they slip through space like eels through a net. They call it "flitting.")

You know what I think? I think everyone should be able, just once, to make an inanimate object come to life and be his pal. Like an orange. Or a hammer.

There were people in the world for whom the world and its people were subjects on which to cast spells.

You know what happened to her predecessors? Of course. It's sort of like the Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers. Bad things happen to them. Defense Against the Dark Arts? You know, in Harry Potter .

How do you let magic die?" I said slowly. I didn't know why, but I felt a great sense of loss at this. "By not using it. By not believing in it anymore. Belief, having faith in something, is a very powerful thing, Vega.

Her father was a magician. She assisted him. I'm sure she's quite adept at sleight of

Science gives man what he needs, but magic gives man what he wants.

Magic and art arise from an egomaniac's insistence that the artist is right, and the universe wrong.

Outcome resistance means that you have mixed feelings about pressing the magic button and being instantly cured. Process resistance means that recovery is not as easy as pushing a magic button and that there's something you'll have to do—something you won't want to do—to recover.

In dark times, the definition of good art would seem to be art that locates and applies CPR to those elements of what's human and magical that still live and glow despite the times' darkness. Really good fiction could have as dark a worldview as it wished, but it'd find a way both to depict this world and to illuminate the possibilities for being alive and human in it.

I have this -- here's this thing where it's going to sound sappy to you. I have this unbelievably like five-year-old's belief that art is just absolutely magic. And that good art can do things that nothing else in the solar system can do. And that the good stuff will survive, and get read, and that in the great winnowing process, the shit will sink and the good stuff will rise.

Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!

Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,— For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble.

Now I will believe that there are unicorns...

Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania

Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down