Quotes About Magic

Words were medicine; they were magic and invisible. They came from nothing into sound and meaning. They were beyond price; they could neither be bought nor sold.

The abuse doesn't take away the proper use. Magic is, in fact, a parody of the truly human vocation. Image-bearing humans, obedient to the Creator, are meant to exercise delegated authority in the world in order that life can flourish.

In my time," he said, "they believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you?" Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that, most of the time, he managed to forget they existed. Her hands, so very, very gentle, continued to hold his face as she tugged him down until their foreheads touched. "I'm no witch, Dmitri. If I was, I'd know how to fix you.

En ese caso, ella te matará a ti. Te convertirá en mortal.

You young people. Where do you think you come from, huh?" "I arrived by stork," Raj said seriously. "My brother and sister by magic.

The point of fiction is to cast a spell, a momentary illusion that you are living in the world of the story

Fairy tales, as Nell had said, are always complicated.

Looking back on it, I suspect that we were trying to keep the world of our letters apart from the world in which we lived. Perhaps we had become so accustomed to the magic of words on paper that we were afraid a face-to-face meeting might break the spell.

Muchos elementos de aquel invierno fueron… mágicos; vuelve a ser la única palabra, y gran parte de aquella magia era que, al margen de lo mucho o poco que tuviéramos que ofrecer de nosotras, siempre queríamos darle más a la otra.

The wand is mighter then the sword.

I bowed my head, not knowing what was coming. The dying words of a King were powerful by every magic known to man. But I knew that since it was Arthur, they would be merciful. "He blessed you, Gwen, and he expressed the wish that when your time comes, you be buried with him. In the same grave." The tears ran freely down my face as I felt the love of that strong heart reach out to me, even from death.

I need magic. I want spells and incantations. I want someone to help me. I can't do this by myself. This is how a criminal feels when she has pleaded guilty and stands all alone, when the judgment has been given and the gavel dropped down. This is how she feels, full of self-loathing and a smothering terror, unable to breathe, choking on her very life.

Fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight, never running from a real fight, she is the one named Sailor Moon!

Even someday when we disappear... ...and new Sailor Senshis are born... Sailor Moon, you will always be Invincible. The most beautiful shining star.

California was open and free, with purple mountains and salty brown-water beaches and dying palm trees and lavender jacaranda trees. Liberated green parrots found refuge in California, squawking as loud as they could on power lines in the early morning hours. Coyotes roamed the streets at night during the occasional downpour. Brown bears bathes in swimming pools and mountain lions stalked hiking trails. It was a magical place where anything was possible. That was home.

Magic was singing in me, through me; I felt the murmur of his power singing back that same song.

He would only shrug and look at me expectantly again, waiting for high magic: magic that came only when you made some larger version of yourself with words and promises, and then stepped inside and somehow grew to fill it.

I'll never forget Jonah's face. A light poured out of him and became the spirit of the room, like a genie released from a bottle after centuries of darkness.

I was so young, and making movies, going to the studio every morning at dawn was magic.

No, miltä näyttää?" hän kysyy. "Erinomaiselta, olette yksinkertaisesti taikuri!" "Olen pelkkä mestari," hän vastaa

I believe that there is luminosity hiding in the shadow of the mundane. And things that hover at the periphery of our vision. If that's magic, then I believe in it.

I made the necessary gestures and vocalizations Stell required of me. It felt weird. Mostly because my Baptist upbringing suddenly kicked in, saying any magic you didn't see in the old Lord of the Rings was completely taboo, and even that was only liked by people like my parents. I relaxed when the process began to feel like a scientific formula I was performing with my body, instead of forming a pact with Hell that exchanged my soul for dark power.

Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them. And it's much cheaper to buy somebody a book than it is to buy them the whole world!

Whatever you can do or think you can begin it; boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Goethe.