Magic Quotes - Page 39

When you love someone deeply, you know secrets they haven't told you yet. Or secrets they aren't even aware of themselves. ... She was also the person I wanted to share the trivia of my life with, because that too is part of the magic of concern: Whatever you live is important to them and they will help you through it.

I grew up in the '80s in L.A., so Ice Cube and Magic Johnson are my heroes.

I don't know that I believe in the supernatural, but I do believe in miracles, and our time together was filled with the events of magical unlikelihood.

The jazz trombone is a magical experience particularly to hear and listen too.

But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he.

Mysteries are not necessarily miracles.

Finally, what I really want is to be happy in this moment, where the magic and miracles happen. Stay in the moment and all gifts are added as you breathe and take inspired action.

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it.

Love is another kind of power, which shouldn't surprise you. Magic comes from emotions, among other things.

Not all magic is fireworks and fanfare. Sometimes magic is quiet and sneaks up on you.

Magic in cinema is a bit like ventriloquism on the radio.

Magic is the illusion which is created when a series of natural movements apparently causes an unnatural, or magical, result.

Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute! Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Only engage, and then the mind grows heated. Begin, and then the work will be completed.

Mimes were invented to give magicians someone to look down on.

We are born with magic inside of us

For there are strong grounds for thinking that, in the evolution of thought, magic has preceded religion.

Some of mankind's most terrible misdeeds have been committed under the spell of certain magic words or phrases.

My children are magical creatures and I love them to death.

I don't believe in magic, either.

You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. . . I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death — if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach.

I don't believe in magic.

There is a lot of comedy in magic, and magic going wrong, and also it is a dramatic subject.

Perhaps the future belongs to magic, and it's we women who control magic.

The very shape of our dreams defines us. We learn about the world and try out our thoughts and visions in them. Our dreams goad us and drive us and summon and sustain us and when we are old they comfort us. Magic is a kind of dream, and love is a dream, and hope is a dream. Without our dreams, there is no sweetness, no purpose to life.

Nothing can replace the excitement, the magic, and yes the glamour of a Ziegfeld show.