Magic Quotes

I’m not really sure why Ziggy puts up with me.I’m broken. Mostly because of the broken woman who spawned me. I swear, adults should have to get a license to make a kid. Prove they’ve got their shit together before they bring a child into the world. My mom tried, I think. She thought she could piece herself into something resembling a mother by dropping the drugs and dropping the need to feed her overblown selfish streak. But she failed.

~ Rachel A. Marks

Get out of doors, Strange. Breathe air, see things. A man should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just from reading in dim light.

~ Laini Taylor

Magic isn't done, it's only just begun!

~ Nick Newberry

High to low, roof to floor, wall to wall, and door to door; Basement deep to sky above, fill this home with light and love.

~ Dani Harper

Funny how being a grown-up didn’t make you any less glad to have a mom on the scene. Whether it was your own or someone else’s mother, it was like having the cavalry arrive.

~ Dani Harper

To hold the Gift is to protect the balance in all things and to restore harmony. To hold the Gift is to comfort the mind and spirit, and to heal both heart and body. To hold the Gift is to be a bridge between worlds and to be a bearer of light.

~ Dani Harper

Believe in magic. Believe in the impossible

~ Morgan Rhodes

Down is up, up is down. Good is Wicked, Wicked is Good. The times are changing. This is what Oz has come to.

~ Danielle Paige

He had taken the precaution of closing the inside shutters of the only window, and his staff, though it leaned lightly on the door, was capable of keeping out anyone who did not want to smash his way in with an ax.

~ John Bellairs

You don't need magic to be invisible in a town like this. Being poor works just the same.

~ C.m. Hayden

The horrifying sound of breaking glass, and a thunderous tirade of splintering pieces hitting the floor, stunned them all. Tobin spun around in shock. The massive Travelling Mirror, through which Tobin and Murphy had so recently arrived, shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces, cascading down the wall, and onto the floor in an enormous pile of jagged edges. The hall was still as everyone stared at the shattered mirror in shocked silence. “Oh dear. Oh dear, dear, dear,” whispered Elbert.

~ R.s. Mollison-Read

Shaking his head, Tobin turned back to his picnic spread, and there, sitting on the end of the checkered cloth, and helping himself to one of Tobin’s cupcakes, was a tiny brown squirrel.Tobin blinked in surprise.The squirrel was exceptionally bold. He made absolutely no move to leave, despite Tobin’s frown, and merely stuffed more pink icing into his mouth with one tiny paw. His ears were tufted into small points, and he tilted his head to the side as he surveyed Tobin with bright, inquisitive eyes.Tobin had to laugh. “Well, I suppose I don’t mind sharing with you, little guy, even if you did eat one of my cupcakes,” Tobin chuckled to himself.“I should hope so. Frankly, I’m surprised that you thought you could even eat five cupcakes all by yourself,” the squirrel replied airily.

~ R.s. Mollison-Read

Maven Gustav, what is that awful noise?” Tobin bellowed, holding his hands over his ears.“Why, it’s my very own creation!” Gustav replied, beaming with pride. “I made this spell to be activated in the event of a castle emergency. In all my tests, it never failed to wake everyone,” he noted, proudly.“Yes, Gustav. It’s fantastically loud. Well done. But what is the emergency, and how do we turn the alarm off?

~ R.s. Mollison-Read

The blue foam spread quickly, and had almost entirely enveloped the room, moving rapidly towards the last clear door, when suddenly the door burst open, and Simon, looking flushed, and panting heavily, stepped into the room.“Nooooooo!” shrieked Maven Ellie; a shocking sound out of the usually calm and cheerful magician. But it was too late.The foam, already covering most of the room, seemed to stiffen for a moment, before a molten red glow began to take over. The foam hissed, as though in anger, and at an alarmingly fast rate, it raced towards Simon, who had frozen obligingly, the moment Maven Ellie had screamed.A look of terror crept over his face at the sight of the crimson foam racing towards him. Desperately, he tried to move away, but the foam had already reached his feet, and he was stuck fast. Maven Thom, in a rather stunning display of athleticism for a man of his age, made a running leap for the small space that remained between Simon and the door, just barely clearing the approaching foam. The foam continued to climb up Simon’s legs and chest, covering his neck and face in seconds, until he was completely encased in the hardened foam.

~ R.s. Mollison-Read

Let my sight end. Let the dark tides of Nyx ebb away beneath the white sands of null. Let our pale mother spread once more!

~ H.s. Crow

For magic consists in this, the true naming of a thing.

~ Ursula Leguin

I can’t believe it.’ I whispered.‘You can’t let him lure you back in, Felicia. He’s wrong. He’s wrong!’ Vanian pleaded, I could feel the quiver of his magic, the wisps that were fighting against the iron burning into his wrists, I could feel the crackle as it fought in the air, against his emotions, against his pain. I shook my head, was about to speak but Adam grabbed him by the front of his shirt; as if a few more tears and shreds couldn’t go amiss. The tightness of his grip paled the Faerie’s cheeks, caused the blood to trickle down faster, dropping to the floor.‘My wife.’ He yelled, ‘She’s my wife, silverblood.’ With each growl of a syllable he accented it with a punch to Vanian’s face.I couldn’t take much more. I jumped over and pulled at Adam’s shoulders, fingertips driving into the nook of his collarbone, pressing down with as much as I had in me, anything to break his hold. He recoiled and rose his hand to me, at first I flinched but I stopped. He wouldn’t hurt me. He wouldn’t.

~ Charlotte Munro

It's a wonderful fantasy, but it's not real. It's just watermelon magic.

~ Hope Ramsay

They call us monsters because it makes it easier to hurt us. Bus monsters are people too.

~ Kippa

Those who believe in it are the ones who find it.

~ Sandesh Hukpachongbang

She believed in magic—the magic of places, the magic of people, the magic of coincidences, serendipity, and fortune. She enjoyed wandering through the world with the open mind and curiosity of a four-year-old child. In her world the mystical, mythical, and magical inhabited the same space and time as the ordinary and the practical. At Bethesda Terrace, she always felt close to a source of magic and creativity. It was as if she was tapping into the place where dragons, angels, gods, sorceresses, and demons came to life.

~ Jamie Le Fay

When I look at my bookcase and see one book after the other upon its shelves, I think to myself, There is a God.

~ Sully Tarnish

Some thought magic came from the mind, others the soul, or the heart, or the will.

~ V.e. Schwab

There is nothing so nice as supposing. It's almost like being a fairy. If you suppose anything hard enough it seems as if it were real.

~ Frances Hodgson Burnett

The villagers marked the time in two ways: before the swamp and after. What came before was good. And all that came after was not.

~ Melanie Crowder

I just think when extraordinary people are discovered, extraordinary exceptions should be made. ~ Sarajane From Eden Forest (Part one of the Saskia Trilogy)

~ Aoife Marie Sheridan

It’s amazing what desperation can do to a person. It can seep into the heart. Turn us into the very monsters we fight. -Vexis

~ C.m. Hayden

Sorcerers believe that an action taken for the right reasons has an unreasonable chance of success.

~ Gail Carson Levine

Few men are a threat to a fully-trained w

~ Scott Robert Scheller

Fireball doesn’t need a search warrant.

~ Bryan Fields

I will never understand why you Humans weren’t designed to recycle your body’s water after filtering waste. It’s just so much more efficient.

~ Bryan Fields

They say that to live in the Wilds, you have to be half-wild yourself. Or at least very brave. And Zane is both.

~ C.j. Milbrandt

Do you mean that Zane is some kind of bird magnet?

~ C.j. Milbrandt

Their meal was illuminated by torches, which Gwen found were utterly without fire. What the children called torches were really just small platforms on tall, wooden poles. The reason they radiated light was because fairies had flown up to them to waltz and glow on the tiny dance floors.

~ Audrey Greathouse

Kate grasped her small handbag and pulled a small blue vial and threw it into the grinding mass. It shattered harmlessly, causing two creatures to pause with a look of confusion.What is that potion? Simon asked.Kate stared as the two undead things began to shuffle forward again. She glanced into her purse. Damn it! That was my perfume.

~ Clay Griffith

What did you do? Kate asked.Nothing. We're inside the wards. Simon laughed and drank the elixir.She looked around with surprise. How can you tell? At night? In the snow?That tree. He indicated an ash tree standing amidst other ash trees.It looks like a thousand other trees.No, it looks like you. Simon took a shallow, pained breath, but smiled. It's my marker.Both Kate and Malcolm stared at the tree. Kate cocked her hip. It looks like me? A tree? That's flattering.Yes. See how the curves-- Simon worked his hands in an hourglass shape. It looks like you.

~ Clay Griffith

Remember, there were dragons long before men came into the world. Why, it was none other than The Great Dragons of Yore who invented the idea of knighthood. Yes, yes, that’s right! Dragons had knights, Kings, princesses and queens long before men crawled out of the muck.

~ Sully Tarnish

Noontime was absolutely the perfect time for a duel in the dragon’s opinion as this was also lunchtime, his favorite part of the day. As the saying went, he could kill two birds with one stone.

~ Sully Tarnish

How does one have a duel with a dragon? Well, since they live high up in the mountains, and getting all the way up there can be quite a nuisance indeed, one just has to ring the guest bell the dragons rather politely placed at the bottom many years ago when very incensed farmers kept appearing with complaints about their dwindling livestock. Dragons jokingly refer to it as “their dinner bell.

~ Sully Tarnish

Together they’d run away. Together they could find a place to call home. Together they’d finally form their own constellation and never break apart again. He would be her starlight again and she his sun.

~ Hella Grichi