Quotes About Magic

My Oberon, what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamored of an ass.

This rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.

Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands. Curtsied when you have and kissed The wild waves whist, Foot is featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.

You are an alchemist; make gold of that.

O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . . She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomi Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep.

Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things.

There is magic in the web Shakespeare (Othello, Act 3, Scene 4)

The Weird Sisters, hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land, Thus do go, about, about, Thrice to thine, thrice to mine, And thrice again to make up nine. Peace, the charm's wound up.

Sycorax has grown into a hoop

When in that moment,—so it came to pass,— Titania wak'd, and straightway lov'd an ass.

And now about the cauldron sing Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in.

Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms. Fairies, be gone, and be all ways away.

I come, Graymalkin!

Fillet of a Fenny Snake, In the Cauldron boyle and bake: Eye of Newt, and Toe of Frogge, Wooll of Bat, and Tongue of Dogge: Adders Forke, and Blinde-wormes Sting, Lizards legge, and Howlets wing: For a Charme of powrefull trouble, Like a Hell-broth, boyle and bubble

Thrice to thine and thrice to mine and thrice again, to make up nine. Peace! The charm's wound up.

Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck, You do their work, and they shall have good luck: Are not you he?' 'Thou speak'st aright; I am that merry wanderer of the night.

The thing that is so singular and stunning about Macbeth— indeed, it strikes one straightaway—is that all the magic Shakespeare put into writing it manages so entirely to harrow and astonish the soul.

My Oberon! what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.

You have witchcraft in your lips.

and thus on these evenings as the twilight softly fell and the terrace began to fill with chattering, beautifully dressed sophisticates,) I discerned in the shadows the faces of all the impossible heroes and heroines I had ever dreamed of since that moment when my hapless spirit had become entrapped by the magic of the printed word.

I can levitate birds. No one cares.

The world may or may not be with our purpose. But its not totally without some kind of magic" [Magic in the moonlight movie - by Woody Allen]

El experimento del profesor Kugelmass -¿Y qué quiere que yo le haga? El mundo de la magia es así. Todo matices. -Matices, un cuerno.

It seems to me the only hope for mankind lies in magic. I have always hated reality, but it's the only place you can get good chicken wings.