The Magic Cup Quotes

His heart was now beating rapidly. He wanted to embrace her, cover her with kisses, caress her hair, touch her breast, stroke her thighs: he wanted to sing songs for her, dance dances for her, write poems for her. ~ Andrew M. Greeley

Lou Ellen and the Hecate kids have
been putting up magic barriers, and the whole Hermes cabin
has been lining the hills with traps and snares and all kinds
of nice surprises for the Romans!"
Jake Mason frowned. "Most of which you stole from
Bunker Nine and the Hephaestus cabin."
Clarisse grumbled in agreement. "They even stole the land
mines from around the Ares cabin. How do you steal live land mines? ~ Rick Riordan

Not all magic is fireworks and fanfare. Sometimes magic is quiet and sneaks up on you. An illusion is what needs all the bells and whistles to make itself appear grander than it really is, which is just a trick that can be explained. ~ Jeff Guinn

The path that you're traveling upon right now, may lead you astray. This is what scares us the most. What if fantasies are the truth and facts are fictional. What if everything takes a 360-degree turn only to tell you that whatever scares you is the exact opposite of scary and whatever you're living right now is the actual scary. The part that you seamlessly embrace. A fact doesn't stand any chance if doubt isn't there to give it support. It is easy to find an answer to a certain question, the difficult part is to formulate the correct question. The world is formally divided into two parts; facts and fiction. The facts are seen and fiction is what helps us believe in the unseen. A little bit of magic and a lot of madness is what keeps the heart alive. ~ Jazbia S.

Right." Adrian took a deep breath and plunged on.
"I can't get into Mystwerk at thirteen, but Spiritas accepts
novices at eleven, just like Wien House."
"Spiritas?"
"That's the healers' academy at Oden's Ford. You
wouldn't remember it - it's just three years old. They're
combining green magic, music and art therapies, clan remedies,
and, eventually, wizardry."
"Eventually?" His father raised an eyebrow.
"That's the goal, but from what I hear, the deans at
Mystwerk haven't been eager to join in so far."
His father snorted. "Why am I not surprised? ~ Cinda Williams Chima

This magical universe is so faithful in waiting for us to get out of our own way. No matter how long you have gone astray, when you take action, the universe moves to support the act. Move in the direction of your goals and watch the magic flow. ~ Steve Maraboli

But the truth is, the ten or twenty minutes I was somebody's mother were black magic. There is no adventure I would trade them for; there is no place I would rather have seen.

-Thanksgiving in Mongolia, The New Yorker, November 18, 2013 Issue ~ Ariel Levy

People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humor, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in the ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic. ~ Diane Setterfield

I think that thinking of our material universe, the one we perceive with our sense, as the only thing is not only foolish, it is arrogant. As well as, if I may add, in contradiction to theoretical physics. I believe - I have always believed - that there is meaning and purpose to life, although we may not understand that meaning and purpose. I think we catch glimpses of it here and there, and I honestly think that the universe communicates it to us, if we can listen for it - if our perceptions are finely enough tuned. All my life, I've had a strong sense of purpose, of being here for a reason that I might not at that moment understand, but that something, somewhere, understood. The times I've been unhappy in my life are when I've gone off the path, when I've realized that I made a choice taking me away from the way I was supposed to go. I remember what it was like to go to law school and to feel, so deeply that it went to my core, as though I was in the wrong place, as though I had stepped off the path. The path itself feels narrow and rocky, sometimes. Sometimes it feels as though I'm walking along a gulley, or a high cliff with winds. But it feels like a path, as though I'm going somewhere.

I don't know how to talk about this except by saying that we have instincts, and our instincts tell us these things, and we have to trust them. ~ Theodora Goss

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more. ~ J.M. Barrie

Earth or Fillory, did it even matter? What was the huge conundrum? Everywhere you looked there was so much richness, you could never exhaust it. ~ Lev Grossman

That one thing you do give up when you get married is that magic moment of meeting someone, and the sparks and the spontaneity. ~ Katie Aselton

Remember, Lily, the opposite of love is nothingness - indifference. Hate and love are two sides of the same magic stone. What to worry about in this life is lack of feeling. Feeling nothing. ~ Heidi R. Kling

My body
Healed quickly. But the wound
to my psyche was deep.
Wide. First aid, too little, too late,
left me hemorrhaging inside,
the blood unstaunched by psychological
bandage or love's healing magic.
Eventually it scabbed over,
a thick, ugly welt of memory.
I work to conceal it, but no matter
how hard I try, once in a while
something makes me pick at it
until the scarring bleeds.
In my arms, Ashante cries,
innocence ripped apart
by circumstance. Bloodied by
inhuman will. Time will prove
a tourniquet. But she will always
be at risk of infection. (124) ~ Ellen Hopkins

Love is cure,
Love is power,
Love is the magic of changes.
Love is the mirror, of divine beauty! ~ Rumi

From the time of Kepler to that of Newton, and from Newton to Hartley, not only all things in external nature, but the subtlest mysteries of life and organization, and even of the intellect and moral being, were conjured within the magic circle of mathematical formulae. ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town. ~ Jim Butcher

I believe life is destiny, and really the capture the magic of life, and the same for the magic in the disaster. ~ Meital Dohan

If we cease looking, searching, what are we left with? We're left with what's been right there at the center all the time. Underneath all that searching there is distress. There is unease. The minute that we realize that, we see that the point isn't the search, but rather the distress and unease which motivate the search. That's the magic moment - when we realize that searching outside of ourselves is not the way. ~ Charlotte Joko Beck

Ever helped a Magician before? No? Well, you're not helping one now, either! ~ The Amazing Johnathan

I sat at a table in my shadowy kitchen, staring down a bottle of Boone's Farm
Hard Lemonade, when a magic fluctuation hit. My wards shivered and died, leaving my home stripped of its defenses. The TV flared into life, unnaturally loud in the empty house.
I raised my eyebrow at the bottle and bet it that another urgent bulletin was on.
The bottle lost.
"Urgent bulletin!" Margaret Chang announced. "The Attorney General advises all citizens that any attempt at summoning or other activities resulting in the appearance of a supernaturally powerful being can be hazardous to yourself and to other citizens."
"No shit," I told the bottle. ~ Ilona Andrews

It's the awareness beneath the thoughts, the stillness inside that creates space to connect with the magic on the outside. ~ Michelle Colston

You are the most lucky person in the world, only if you BELIEVE so. ~ Nitesh Aggarwaal

The black magic that evil-minded people of all religions practice for their ugly and inhuman motives. The modern world ignores that and even do not believe in it; however, it exists, and it sufficiently works too.

When I was an assistant editor, in an evening newspaper, I edited and published such stories. As a believer, I believe that. However, not that can affect everyone; otherwise, every human would have been under the attack of it.

No one can explain and define black magic and such practices. The scientists today fail to recognize such a phenomenon; therefore, routes are open for black magic to proceeds its practices without hindrances.

One can search online websites, and YouTube; it will realize a large number of the victims of that the evil practice by evil-minded peoples of various societies. The magic, black magic, or evil power exists, and it works too.

Evil power causes, effects, and appears, as diseases and psychological issues since no one can realize, trace, and prove that horror practice; it is the secret and privilege of the evil-minded people that law fails to catch and punish them, for such crime.

I exemplify here, the two events briefly, one a very authentic that I suffered from it and another, a person, who also became a victim of it.

The first, when I landed on the soil of the Netherlands, I thought, I was in the safest place; however, within one year, I faced the incident, which was a ~ Ehsan Sehgal

8. Santa Claus is concerned about the problem of Arctic ice. The ice is the spouse of the elves, and she is sick. She is the primary source of their magic, as the elves cannot be separated from the place where they live. For many years now, this is all they have asked for for Christmas: that the ice should come back ~ Catherynne M Valente

In supernatural horror stories, however, magical thinking is a completely different matter. Those characters contending with what seems to be the work of magic will deny till the very last moment that anything magical is going on. They will invoke reason and evidence and eek out corroborations for the cause of their problems. But readers of these stories are rarely, if ever, on the side of these characters. They desperately want to believe that there is indeed something magical going on and they are primed to accept it whenever it occurs. Some readers especially enjoy a story with bad magic, as it assures them that magic is confined to fiction and will not leak into their real lives. This is the most perverse form of magical thinking and the one least likely to be recognized as such. ~ Thomas Ligotti

She was chosen,' Mae insists.
No, you're wrong,' I say. 'She was only a girl.' ...
She was gone for some time. You were the only force that kept her from turning completely. That's magic. Perhaps the most powerful I've seen.'
-In response to Felicity's love for Pippa keeping her from turning into a Winterland creature. ~ Libba Bray

The witch's weapon is fear. She aims to put as much into your heart as she can before she takes it. Either that or she'll simply turn you to stone. If that sounds preferable to death, it is not. The skin hardens to rock. The blood stops flowing. The living flesh is petrified, but the mind is not." The dull patter of rain was the only sound in the cavernous Armory. None of the girls moved. Most stared at the discarded weapons strewn across the floor. "The witch uses fear, but so do we. And there's nothing she fears more than love." She continued her slow patrol, locking eyes with whichever cadet was in front of her. "She has no answer for it. That is the magic of a Princess of the Shield. That is how you defeat a witch. Whoever scares the other in the core of her heart first, wins. That's the game. ~ M.A. Larson

Amber said that Rob Lynburn is after us?" was Angela's verdict. "I hope she also wowed you with some radical statements about water being wet and oranges being orange-colored."

They had all got together in the parlor the day after the party to discuss Amber's warning. Kami was thinking of rechristening the parlor as "the council room" or possibly as "the chamber of justice."

"It's clear what the girl meant," said Lillian. "She meant a specific 'them.' She meant my boys. Of course Rob wants to lure my boys onto his side. They have to be protected - they can't do magic and are utterly helpless and vulnerable."

"That's so true," said Jared, folding his arms so the sleeves of his T-shirt strained and fluttering his eyelashes. "Please save me, Aunt Lillian."

"I realize you are making another effort to be humorous," said Lillian, patting his arm, "and I wish you would stop. But of course I will save you. ~ Sarah Rees Brennan

Fantasyland was designed as a home for some of the classic characters [from those films], and as a symbol of the magic, hope and beauty of the human imagination. ~ Leslie Le Mon

Non-magic people (more commonly known as Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic in medieval times, but not very good at recognizing it. On the rare occasion that they did catch a real witch or wizard, burning had no effect whatsoever. The witch or wizard would perform a basic Flame-Freezing Charm and then pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling sensation. Indeed, Wendelin the Weird enjoyed being burned so much that she allowed herself to be caught no less than forty-seven times in various disguises. Harry ~ J.K. Rowling

Just get out your magic pencil and erase the cloudy skies, and just draw a picture of me saying, I apologize. ~ Bill Anderson

I've learned that from a war ignited by revenge, nothing can be born, but sorrow. - Aladdin ~ Shinobu Ohtaka

The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves as well. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen accidents, meetings and material assistance that no one could have dreamed would come their way. Whatever you can do or dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now. - Goethe, by attribution ~ Gregory Maguire

from where she scratched. The Attor and the guards rushed for the queen, but several faeries and High Fae, their masks clattering to the ground, jumped into their path, tackling them. Amarantha screeched, kicking at Tamlin, lashing at him with her dark magic, but a wall of gold encompassed his fur like a second skin. She couldn't touch him. "Tam!" Lucien cried over the chaos. A sword hurtled through the air, a shooting star of steel. Tamlin caught it in a massive paw. Amarantha's scream was cut short as he drove the sword through her head and into the stone beneath. And then closed his powerful jaws around her throat - and ripped it out. Silence fell. ~ Sarah J. Maas

The truth was that upsilamba was one of Nabokovs fascinating creations, possibly a word he invented. I said I associate Upsilamba with the impossible joy of a suspended leap. Yassi, who seemed excited for no particular reason, cried out that she always thought it could be a name of a dance- you know, "C'mon, baby, do the Upsilamba with me". Manna suggested that the word upsilamba evoked the image of small silver fish leaping in and out of a moonlit lake. Nima added in parentheses, Just so you won't forget me, although you have barred me from your class: an upsilamba to you too! For Azin it was a sound, a melody. Mahashid described an image of three girls jumping rope and shouting" Upsilamba" with each leap. For Sanaz, the word was a small African boy's secret magical name. Mitra wasn't sure why the word reminded her of the paradox of a blissful sigh. And for Nassrin it was a magic code that opened the door to a secret cave filled with treasures. ~ Azar Nafisi