Quotes About Magic

Hero-ology, Spell-ology, Revenge-ology, Beast-ology, and Beautyology.

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It was going to be absolutely grimmawesomely, grimmazingly snowtastic!

The right circumstances sometimes happen of their own accord, slyly, without fanfare, without warning. Layman's alchemy. . . . The magic of everyday things.

A few hundred years ago there were no differences between magic and medicine.

Old habits never die. And when you've once been in the business of granting wishes, the impulse never quite leaves you

There's no such thing as magic," I said. "Then call it something else." She shrugged. "Call it attitude, if you like. Call it charisma, or chutzpah, or glamour, or charm. Because basically it's just about standing straight, looking people in the eye, shooting them a killer smile, and saying, fuck off, I'm fabulous.

He drank, for the same reason he wrote second-rate science fiction. Not to forget but to remember, to open the past and find himself there again. He opened each bottle, began each story with the secret conviction that here was the magic drought that would restore him. But magic, like wine, needs the right conditions in order to work.

Magical properties were attributed to it. Its brew was sipped on the steps of sacrificial temples; its ecstasies were fierce and terrible. Is this what he fears? Corruption by pleasure, the subtle transubstantiation of the flesh into a vessel for debauch?

But I felt at that moment that if ever a place were in need of a little magic . . . Old habits never die. And when you've once been in the business of granting wishes the impulse never quite leaves you.

un'alchimista casalinga, che fa magie caserecce

C'è un alone di stregoneria in tutta la cucina; la scelta degli ingredienti, il modo in cui vengono mescolati, grattugiati, sciolti, le infusioni e come si insaporiscono, le ricette prese da vecchi libri, gli utensili tradizionali

I put on the radio and sang to myself as I worked, carefully placing the chocolates in pyramids. The magic mountain opens to reveal a bewildering array, half-glimpsed, of riches; multicolored piles of sugar crystals, glacé fruits, and sweets that glitter like gems.

Witches don't just quit

A przecie? prawdziwe czarowanie nie jest zgo?a dramatyczne, to po prostu skupienie my?li na upragnionym celu.

And I, her daughter, listening wide-eyed to her charming apocrypha, with tales of Mithras and Baldur the Beautiful and Osiris and Quetzalcoatl all interwoven with stories of flying chocolates and flying carpets and the Triple Goddess and Aladdin's crystal cave of wonders and the cave from which Jesus rose after three days, amen, abracadabra, amen.

Every bottle a whiff of other times, other places; every one, from the commonest Liebfraumilch to imperious 1945 Veuve Clicquot, a humble miracle. Everyday magic, Joe called it. The transformation of base matter into stuff of dreams. Layman's alchemy.

My chest feels full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when I was little and riding my father's shoulders at twilight, when I knew that if I held up my hands and spread my fingers like a net, I could catch the coming stars.

We'd sit with a big bowl of popcorn, wrapped together in a queen-size blanket, and would escape to a place where magic was ours for the taking, where men rescued the people they loved instead of abandoning them. A place where, no matter how bad things looked at that moment, there would always be a happy ending.

True love can break the most powerful curse

There is a magic to intimacy, a world built of sighs and skin that is thicker than brick, stronger than iron. There is only you, and him, so impossibly close that nothing can come between. Not the enemy, not your allies. In this safe haven, in this hallowed place and time, I could even ask the questions whose answers I feared.

Leave room in your busy life for those who adore you just in case you ever question your magic.

Halloween: a magical and mysterious holiday all full of surprises in which, amongst treats and tricks, fear and horror turn into joy and play.

The day ends with a night full of stars that never appeared so prettier than before. Each twinkling star is passed along to you with a special wish; That all the days you live could be like Christmas.