Magic Quotes
Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow.“When my escort is a demon, yes.
You like playing with fire?”“Yes. It is my favorite element.” She extracted her arm from his grip and stepped inside the elevator
He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?”She stopped walking and faced him. “Because I don't like you.
She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t from fear. Gods, she hadn’t been that turned on in years. If that was her punishment, she was going to be lippy a little more often
Hands on hips, she cast him a narrowed-eye gaze. “Move.”“You’re not leaving.”“And you’re not stopping me.
His hand came out and captured her by the chin. She froze, finding it hard to breathe as he gently raised her face to meet his gaze.
A sudden intake of breath escaped her as soon as his lips touched the backs of her fingers. His rose birthmark tingled as if awakened.
He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men’s Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest.
His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the door.
Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange.Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might, ” he admitted, “but a gentleman never could.
hark, now hear the sailors cry, smell the sea, and feel the sky let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic...
Oh, are you doing magic? Let’s see it, then.”She sat down. Ron looked taken aback.“Er — all right.”He cleared his t
To have endured horrors, to have seen the worst of humanity and have your life made unrecognizable by it, to come out of all that honorable and brave— that was magical.
We be light, we be life, we be fire! We sing electric flame, we rumble underground wind, we dance heaven! Come be we and be free!
and I shall watch the ferry boats, and they'll get high, on a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky. and i will never grow so old again, and i will walk and talk, in gardens all wet with rain...
Anytime you feel love for anything, be it stone, tree, lover, or child, you are touched by the Goddess's magick...
Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved, it would be much simpler, but much less magical
So why not live with the magic? Be a kid again and believe in the fantastical. Life is more fun with a little smoke and mirrors.
A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the
The spell...curled around...like smoke before settling in.Sophie: "Okay, do you guys feel protected?"Archer: "Yes. Also a little violated, but that's neither here nor there.
... perhaps the clock hands had become so tired of going in the same direction year after year that they had suddenly begun to go the opposite way instead...
What is magic?There is the wizard's explanation... wizards talk about candles, circles, planets, stars, bananas, chants, runes and the importance of having at least four good meals every day.
I need it! I need it! It's a royal heirloom!""Adrian?""What are you doing here?""Looking for you. Come on, we need to go. I'll drive you home.""No, I can't. Not until we get it. He stole it!
Mere words cannot defeat a true hero. Unless they happen to be the words to some sort of Instant Death Spell. Magic is scary.
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.
Gina always believed there was magic in the world. "But it doesn't work in the way it does in fairy tales, " she told me. "It doesn't save us. We have to save ourselves.
If you feel afraid of magic, then you've been enchanted.
As in most fairy tales, there's a prince and a princess, dragons and some magic, and the feeling it gives you that anything is possible if we could stay this way forever.
This is why magic is worse even than quantum physics. Because, while both spit in the eye of common sense, I've never yet had a Higgs bosun turn up and try to have a conversation with me.
The Prime Minister gazed hopelessly at the pair of them for a moment, then the words he had fought to suppress all evening burst from him at
But the other Ministers considered that to employ a magician was one thing, novelists were quite another and they would not stoop to it.
I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sence enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us - like electricity and horses and steam.
Potential, and the will to deploy it. That's all magic is in the end, you know.
Kindness is a magical spell—performed by enlightened beings—meant to enchant hearts and lift weary souls that they might fly.
Wait until you meet my family. At Thanksgiving, we kill everything we can find, put it into a pot, and call it 'holiday gumbo'.
You said th' Magic was in my back. Th' doctor calls it rheumatics.
Because theres one thing stronger than magic: sisterhood.
Regular people have such a hard time listening to the low hum of instinct.
Red was ruby, green was fluorescent, yellow was simply incandescent. Color was life. Color was everything.Color, you see, was the universal sign of magic.