Quotes About Magic

Let the people discover you! You might have the key of the locked doors in their lives! Open yourself to the world; you might be the magic the world needs!

Magic of the nights is always much impressive than the magic of the days!

Magic of the shadows can best be seen in the deserts.

The poor looking shepherd of the dessert is in substance very rich with all the magical treasures of the desert.

There are some old photographs from where if you take anything out, even a chicken or a little bird, the magic will disappear.

There is no gravity in the Planet of Love; everything floats in the air.

He had fought wizards (though not because he wished to), battled goblinkin (only because running hadn't been an option at the time), and faced incredible monsters (drat the luck he sometimes had when he thought about it).

We could look at the side of wonder.

Ella le estaba enviando estrellas. Era difícil de escuchar. Él todavía se sentía como si estuviese robando algo. Hay momentos en los que no puedes creer que algo maravilloso está sucediendo. Ella le estaba enviando estrellas. Era difícil de escuchar. Él todavía se sentía como si estuviese robando algo.

We do not consider the kingdom damned," Lord August said politely. "We prefer not to use that word." "What would you call it, Lord August?" Finnikin asked. "A little magic? A slight curse? A bit of bad luck?

Like her mother Lauren used to say, books were solid proof that ordinary people were capable of creating magic.

Catch me, Seth," she invited. He paused. "Faeries chase," he said, an then , with a flirtatious smile, he turned away, but before he could take a second step, she was behind him, arms around him, lips pressed against his neck. "I seem caught," he murmured. The Summer Queen whispered, "Me too." And They fell together in a bed of flowers that now covered the floor

I was thinking it was worth the risk if it meant forever with my faery girlfriend.

Love can give a person strength to break through glamours and magicks.

The girl's kind, good. . . . Totally too good for you." "So were you." He kissed her cheek, singed it with his lips. "You still are." "Bastard." She shoved him, ignoring the burning in her palm from touching him. He put a hand on his shoulder, metling the ice that formed where she'd pushed too hard. It crackled under his touch. "Only because Beira murdered my father.

Cinderella time?' You knw how it is= got to get home before the shoe falls off. No sense tempting any princes

Greater magics than mine are afoot in this chamber, where blade and cup and dram are met with love such as yours.

That's not a lucky thing, Cecil," said Teresa, "it's a sacred thing." "What's the difference?" Cecil asked. Teresa smiled. "Roughly this," she said. "A thing is magic if you get what you want through it; but if it is blessed you get what God wants through it.

In the beginning there was Isis: Oldest of the Old, She was the Goddess from whom all Becoming Arose. She was the Great Lady, Mistress of the two Lands of Egypt, Mistress of Shelter, Mistress of Heaven, Mistress of the House of Life, Mistress of the word of God. She was the Unique. In all Her great and wonderful works She was a wiser magician and more excellent than any other God. Thebes, Egypt, Fourteenth Century BC

She was the one who's life my presence can do magic, For that I left my dream it was the only logic

Affairs with unavailable people are a heroin high before nausea hits. Like smack they are destined to disappoint. They begin with magic. Then the chasing after magic. And finally the MOURNING FOR MAGIC.

George was full of hatred. Of his own weakness and stupidity, of his magic, of the stubbornness and the pride of Beatrice and Marit, and, last of all, hatred of Dr. Gharn, who had started it all. But the hatred swayed to pity. Then to hopelessness. Then back to anger. Every once in a great while, he felt a moment of peace, usually when he caught a glimpse of Beatrice and Marit together. He loved them both in different ways. But that could not be. He turned away, and the cycle began again.

He did something so un-Pucklike, Sabrina couldn't believe it. He got up sat behind her, and let his enormous fairy wings sprout from his back. Then he wrapped them around her to keep the bitter cold away. It was the first truly nice thing the so-called Trickster King had ever done for her.

Daphne, I don't think we're in Ferrypot Landing anymore. ~Sabrina Grimm