Exhibitions are kind of ephemeral moments, sometimes magic moments, and when they're gone, they're gone.

Something soft turn to stone within her. She had no choice. She had to fight. She had to win. She would learn. And then she'd free them.Or join them.

Magic and miracle they are nothing but manipulation of sight and heart.

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

This time he had no choice but to look into her eyes. He did not look away. It was the bright fierce gaze that she remembered so vividly from their first meeting. He'd reminded her of an eagle, the...

The problem with magic was that it made her feel very alone.

Lord help her, but she was instantly drawn to his scent - a mixture of smoke and salt and mystery - as well as his strength. The pulse of his heart, the hum of blood through his veins, the aura of...

Violet will carry he mark of Merlin's bloodline and she'll be able to wake The Lady from her slumber.

I roared at him. Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!

But if you are going to take up a profession – and I cannot see why you should want one at all, now that you have come into your property – surely you can choose something better than magic! It...

I heard from my dear friend Tiberius Ogden, that you can produce a Patronus? For a bonus point... ?Harry raised his wand, looked directly at Umbridge, and imagined her being sacked. Expecto Patronum!...

It was like someone far away calling someone else's name.

Thank God! he said, and kissed her.Kissing Mairelon was much nicer than anything she had ever dared to imagine, despite the headache.

And at last she woke up in the middle of one warm night and said, Yes, but now.

I'm a magician with no magic, and that's no one at all.

My son, your ineptitude is so vast, your incompetence so profound, that I am certain you are inhabited by greater power than I have ever known. Unfortunately, it seems to be working backward at the...

Real magic can never be made by offering someone else's liver. You must tear out your own, and not expect to get it back.

The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.

And she never could remember; and ever since that day what Lucy means by a good story is a story which reminds her of the forgotten story in the Magician's Book.

It is most unlikely. But--here comes the big "but"--not impossible.

I don't believe in magic, yet I see making wishes as a nod to hope, an acknowledgement of the power of will, the recognition of a goal.

We had the kind of conversations that only great friends can ever share. They were touched with magic.

It is perfectly imaginable that the splendor of life is willing, always in fullness, around each one, but covered with a veil, in the depths, invisible far away. However, it is there, not hostile, not...

Touch magic. Pass it on.

{the sheep} sidled up beside him and bumped him lovingly with its head. Val looked at it sadly. I am sorry, you ugly creature, he said. I have not used my magic in a long time, and I am very out of...

Cats were often familiars to workers of magic because to anyone used to wrestling with self-willed, wayward, devious magic--which was what all magic was--it was rather soothing to have all the same...

The big difference between my mom and me-- besides the fact that she is dead normal and I'm a magic-handling freak-- is that she's the real thing. She may have a slight problem seeing other people's...