William Shakespeare Quotes

I'll break my staff, bury it certain fathoms in the earth, and deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book!

When it draws near to witching time of night.

Magic has universal appeal. I don't believe in magic in the way that I describe in my books, but I'd love it to be real.

...magic was ugly—-a hard bargain with the universe, a calculus of pain.

Magic is another word that makes people uneasy, so I use it deliberately, because words they are comfortable with, the words that sound acceptable, rational, scientific, and intellectually sound, are comfortable precisely because they are the language of estrangement.

Sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence.

Books are not seldom talismans and spells.

But if used for retribution, magic is vengeance incarnate.

With a single drop of ink for a mirror, the Egyptian sorcerer undertakes to reveal to any chance comer far-reaching visions of the past. This is what I undertake to do for you, reader.

Magic is the cheat codes for the world.

And of the Witch? In the life of a Witch, there is no "after", in the "ever after" of a Witch there is no "happily"; in the story of a Witch, there is no afterword. Of that part that is beyond the life story, beyond the story of the life, there is-alas, or perhaps thank mercy-no telling. She was dead, dead, and gone, and all that was left of her was the carapace of her reputation for malice.

The moon was gone, but to the magician's eyes the unicorn was the moon, cold and white and very old, lighting his way to safety, or to madness.

I have lived with magic and without magic, and I can tell you with certainty that a life with magic is better.

We need metaphors of magic and monsters in order to understand the human condition.

There was romance in the unknown, but once a place had been discovered and cataloged and mapped, it was diminished, just another dusty fact in a book, sapped of mystery. So maybe it was better to leave a few spots on the map blank. To let the world keep a little of its magic, rather than forcing it to divulge every last secret. Maybe it was better, now and then, to wonder.

What you call magic is nothing more than an act of the imagination fired by the senses, then given shape by the power of your aura.

Any wizard bright enough to survive for five minutes was also bright enough to realize that if there was any power in demonology, then it lay with the demons. Using it for your own purposes would be like trying to beat mice to death with a rattlesnake.

The only words that ever satisfied me as describing nature are the terms used in fairy books, charm, spell, enchantment; they express the arbitrariness of the fact and its mystery.

Magic is the craft of shaping, the craft of the wise, exhilarating, dangerous - the ultimate adventure. The power of magic should not be underestimated. It works, often in ways that are unexpected and difficult to control.

Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back, When gold and silver becks me to come on.

Magic is what we invent when we want something we think we cant have.

Magic and all that is ascribed to it is a deep presentiment of the powers of science.

Cast a spell and the small flaws don't matter. (From Workbook)

Magic: (n) The art of converting superstition into coin.

Is there a connection between language and magic? Yes. Ten times yes. So much yes that it almost doesn't bear talking about. It's as pointless that arguing that the sun is hot.