Quotes About Magic

Science gives man what he needs.But magic gives him what he wants.

Any ceremony performed in the absence of reasonable knowledge as to cause and effect is magic.

Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale.

Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy-tale.

Winter sunshine is a fairy wand touching everything with a strange magic. It is like the smile of a friend in time of sorrow.

I felt my face stretch in a victorious smile. The potion had worked. I was inside. I had to suppress an urge to break into a soft shoe routine. Sometimes being able to use magic was so cool.

Don't lose the wonder in your eyes It's right there when you smile... If we go back, for a while Let me go back, for a while To that magic time

What are you using?" I asked. "Fascination or glamour?" "Both," she said, giving me a wicked smile

Into the street the piper stepped, Smiling first a little smile As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while. And the piper advanced And the children followed.

You wake up every morning with a smile on your face because you've got a new day you never expected to have. And there's a sense of wonderment. Nothing short of magical.

Believe in true beauty and the power of a loving smile because it can reveal the ultimate magic of life.

Kindness is a kind of magic, in return we get love which is eternal.

Smile carry your magical fragrance and vibrations which sooth the surroundings where you go.

How could I disbelieve? Charms are in our destiny.

Told you, said Mick. Things comin' together. We set off lookin' for the Utz kids an' find a tree full o' everybody. That's magic, too. It's like a story. Same thing. The universe don't like plot. Story is magic's way o' telling the universe to sod off. That's good then, right? said Scott. After this episode with Emily, he was ready for some optimism. Magic wants us all to live happily ever after. Not necessarily, Mick answered. Magic likes a good tragedy, too.

I think there's a part of the brain, probably somewhere in the back, that won't give up believing in magic. It was the part that made cavemen believe that drawing elks on stone would make for a good hunt the next day. And it's still chugging along, making you think you have lucky socks, or that your kids' birthdays will win the lottery.

There's a little bit of magic in every box!

In Europe, what seems to bond toads and toadstools strongly is their shared role as potentially toxic agents of death, and their close associations with magic and the supernatural. In Christian thought, both were seen to represent the dark and evil threads of nature's tapestry. Both appeared in late medieval art in representations of hell, particularly in the work of Flemish artists.

Ponytail girl leaned over and she and the tall boy kissed and it was carcinogen gums and magical.

Your eyes shine, he said. How do they do that? Blood, she said.

Today's science is yesterday's magic, friend Oak. Today's magic is tomorrow's science. All disciplines are tangent and the differences between them often nothing more substantial than semantics. Scientists or laibon who dismiss conclusions out of hand because they do not countenance the methodology utilized to reach them forfeit their title.

To me, all creativity is magic. Ideas start out in the empty void of your head - and they end up as a material thing, like a book you can hold in your hand. That is the magical process. It's an alchemical thing. Yes, we do get the gold out of it but that's not the most important thing. It's the work itself.

I think that storytelling and creation are very close to what the center of what magic is about. I think not just for me, but for most of the cultures that have had a concept of magic, then the manipulation of language, and words, and thus of stories and fictions, has been very close to the center of it all.

Trust in the fictive process, in the occult interweaving of text and event must be unwavering and absolute. This is the magic place, the mad place at the spark gap between word and world.