Gunmetal Magic Quotes

#1. If this is a lynch mob, you didn't bring enough people, I said. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#2. You will not pass! Roman thundered.
Great. Now he had decided he was Gandalf. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#3. Kate stood by the door with her arms crossed.
That was an anti-Curran pose. What the hell was the Beast Lord doing here?
I padded to the door.
"First, you didn't come home." Curran's voice held zero humor. "Second, I'm told that my mate is lingering in Raphael's house. There can't be any good reason for you to be here."
"Are you spying on me, Your Furriness?" Kate asked. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#4. The rage of the Beast Lord was a terrible thing to behold. Some people stormed, some punched things, but Curran slipped into this icy, bone-chilling calm. His face hardened into a flat mask, and his eyes turned into a molten inferno of pure gold. If you looked at it for longer than two seconds, your muscles locked, your knees shook, and you had to fight to keep from cringing. It was easier to look at the floor,
but I didn't. Besides, he wasn't angry with me. He wasn't even angry with Kate. He was angry with Anapa. I had no doubt that if he could've gotten a hold of the god at that moment, he would've broken him in half.
"It's only ribs," Kate told him. "And they're not even broken. They are fractured."
"And the hip," Doolittle said. "And the knee."
There you go. Don't expect mercy from a honeybadger.
"How long do you need to keep her?" Curran looked to Doolittle.
"She can go to her quarters, provided she doesn't leave them," Doolittle said. "I can't do anything else with the magic down. She must stay down until I can patch her up."
"She will." Curran reached for Kate. "Hey, baby. Ready?"
She nodded. Curran slid his hands under her and picked her up, gently, as if she weighed nothing.
"Good?" he asked.
She put her arm around him. "Never better. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#5. Doolittle nodded to one of his assistants. The short, slight woman approached Roman's cot. "We're going to put you in your own private room." "Is this a code for killing me?" Roman asked. "Because I won't be easy to take down."
Roman the Volhv))) #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#6. At first glance you looked at Kate and thought "fighter," maybe merc. Five inches taller than me, she was all muscle - well, and some boobs - but mostly muscle. She moved like a predator and when she got pissed off, she exhaled aggression, like hot breath on a winter evening. Still, men looked, until they saw her eyes. Kate's eyes were crazy. It was that hidden-deep crazy that told you that you had no idea what the hell she would do next but whatever it was, the bad guys wouldn't like it. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#7. How did your day go?"
"I got some head. It was vamp, but still."
I stared at her. Kate was the last person I would have expected to make that joke. Well, someone had loosened up since mating. "That good, huh."
"Yup. #Quote by Ilona Andrews

#8. Because if you're going to lose, lose. I'm serious. #Quote by Magic Johnson

#9. Ariel, Belle, Cinderella, Jasmine ... none of them had mothers."
I was still wasn't following, but she continued, obviously excited.
"When I was little, I used to think that meant that life had to make it up to them, for taking their mothers away, and so that's why they ended up having the whole fairy-tale happily-ever-after magic happen to them. The deserved it more than other girls." She looked at me intently. "Life will make it up to you, Anna. #Quote by Jessi Kirby

#10. You can't do magic with books unless they're very special copies. #Quote by Jo Walton

#11. When you find that one book, that one that makes you tingle. It's almost like you found a little piece of magic. #Quote by Carmela Dutra

#12. All magic is unnatural, and for that reason is to be feared and avoided ~ The Scarecrow #Quote by L. Frank Baum

#13. Jodiya's shoulders shook in a silent laugh. Slowly, she lowered her pistol.
And flung the grenade she held in her other hand.
The fuse kindled in midair, burning unnaturally fast. No chance to outrun the explosion.
Instead, Isyllt caught it. She hissed at the pain in her left hand, at the precious fraction of fuse being consumed. As soon as iron touched her skin, he magic began to work. Rust bloomed across damp metal, corroding at preternatural speed. Within heartbeats the iron shell crumbled in her hands, black powder hissing to the ground. She turned her head just in time as the fuse caught the last of the gunpowder and sprayed her with sparks.
Her hand twisted with the pain of it, but she bared her teeth at Jodiya. "Again?"
#Quote by Amanda Downum

#14. When the magic hour arrives, my thoughts center on light rather than on the landscape. I search for perfect light, then hunt for something earthbound to match with it. #Quote by Galen Rowell

#15. It's important, when you see magic, to recognize it. You don't often get a second chance. #Quote by Cassie Beasley

#16. I am safe, I am strong, and my heart knows no fear. #Quote by Paige Vanderbeck

#17. Alchemy, Dex called it, which was something to do with magic if you were French. #Quote by Jenny Downham

#18. What I'm doing is art - it's low-brow art but there's a magic in that. #Quote by Kesha

#19. I've done everything from cater, wait tables, pre-school teacher, painting, to being Cinderella, Elmo, a clown, nanny, selling hair ... I would do kid's parties and entertain and do magic and paint faces and balloon animals. The highlight of my life. #Quote by Diora Baird

#20. I don't know why it's not universally acknowledged that looking back is a terrible idea. It only makes going forward that much harder. #Quote by Amanda Bouchet

#21. Top Secret: I am not really a writer, I'm a magician (I'm a hustla'). While I wave my words with one hand in an attempt to distract you, I'm slowly and quietly reaching inside of you, to try to pull out your deepest emotions related to love ...
Be it a smile or a sigh.
There, did it work?
Did you forget I was writing?
Did you forget it was a magic act?
Did I succeed?
Did you smile?
I did.
There, now you did!
See ... #Quote by Jose N Harris

#22. A big practice in chaos magic is the use of sigils, which are abstract words or symbols you create and embed with your wishes. #Quote by Sophia Amoruso

#23. The magic girl licked the wet off her arms and looked over to me as if to say, See? You don't have to behave like them, you don't have to behave like anyone. #Quote by Melvin Burgess

#24. One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic. #Quote by Cassandra Clare

#25. This is the twilight shift, dear. Neither here nor there. But if you go into the dark, there'll be no turning back. Stay out of the office and you'll be happy. Trust me. #Quote by Steven Poore

#26. Reality is a magic lady, sometimes very mysterious. To me she is very passionate. She is real not only when she is awake, walking down the streets, but also at night when she is dreaming or when she is having nightmares. When I am writing, I am always paying tribute to her - to that lady called Reality. #Quote by Eduardo Galeano

#27. Killing another with slow, deliberate intent is a warping of the gifts that magic offers. It warps the mage in a manner he cannot repair. You cannot kill another slowly and not twist something within yourself, Alador. Remember this: magic is not without cost regardless of its wonder and magnificence. #Quote by Cheryl Matthynssens The Blackguard

#28. Yes", she said her voice dripping with sarcasm. "That's exactly what I'm saying, in fact let's try sex again." She leaped to her feet and torn open her jeans. "Maybe my magic vagina will cure you of all the traumatic acts my family has inflected on you. #Quote by Larissa Ione

#29. You didn't go to a family outing. You went on one. #Quote by Margaret Epp

#30. There are somewhere between 20,000 and 30,000 working magic professionals in the world, and since we debuted our Magic Kit, we have sold over 1 million. So it's for people who have a strong interest, but be it for one trick or a lifetime, we will be there for them. We will guide them so they don't waste their money. #Quote by Criss Angel

#31. Magic is magic. It isn't good or bad in and of itself. It's the intent that matters. Ideally, you treat magic as a gift and you use it to influence natural forces to help and to heal. It's a positive act. #Quote by Dani Harper

#32. The best doctors and medicine in the world can't save you if you don't do what you're supposed to do. #Quote by Magic Johnson

#33. All magic cookies with a price! #Quote by R. Sonnenfeld

#34. Who's Josie?" Alex asked, confused.

"Uh . . ." I looked over at Deacon. "You want to do the honors? I know how much you love awkward conversations."

A wide smile broke out across his face. "Of course, especially when I'm not the center of the awkwardness."

Luke snorted.

"So!" Deacon clapped his hands together as he faced Alex and Aiden. "Did you guys happen to notice a certain girl out on the quad when you did your magic doorway thing?"

Aiden glanced at Alex. She raised a shoulder. "There were a lot of people out there that I hadn't seen before." She paused. "I noticed Boobs, though."

I slowly shook my head.

"Um, that's not who I'm talking about. Anyway," Deacon said, his gray eyes light. "She's pretty tall. Well, taller than you and everyone is practically taller than you, Alex. Has long blondish-brown hair. Kind of weird hair."

"Awesome hair," Luke added.

Alexander frowned silently.

"She does. It's like an array of colors. One moment it looks completely blonde. The next it's long brown and then it changes again. It's very cool," Deacon continued, and I had to agree with him on that. "And when you see her, you're going to think, wow, this girl looks familiar. You won't be able to put a finger on it at first, but it's going to nag at you and then, when it hits you, you'll - "

"Deacon," Aiden warned. "Who is Josie?"

His brother pouted for a second #Quote by Jennifer L. Armentrout

#35. Asleep was the way Harry liked the Dursleys best; it wasn't as though they were ever any help to him awake. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley were Harry's only living relatives. They were Muggles who hated and despised magic in any form, which meant that Harry was about as welcome in their house as dry rot. They had explained away Harry's long absences at Hogwarts over the last three years by telling everyone that he went to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. They knew perfectly well that, as an underage wizard, Harry wasn't allowed to use magic outside Hogwarts, but they were still apt to blame him for anything that went wrong about the house. Harry had never been able to confide in them or tell them anything about his life in the Wizarding world. The very idea of going to them when they awoke, and telling them about his scar hurting him, and about his worries about Voldemort, was laughable. #Quote by J.K. Rowling

#36. All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory. #Quote by Catherynne M Valente

#37. Just as the universal family of gifted writers transcends national barriers, so is the gifted reader a universal figure, not subject to spatial or temporal laws. It is he - the good, the excellent reader - who has saved the artists again and again from being destroyed by emperors, dictators, priests, puritans, philistines, political moralists, policemen, postmasters, and prigs. Let me define this admirable reader. He does not belong to any specific nation or class. No director of conscience and no book club can manage his soul. His approach to a work of fiction is not governed by those juvenile emotions that make the mediocre reader identify himself with this or that character and "skip descriptions." The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book. The admirable reader does not seek information about Russia in a Russian novel, for he knows that the Russia of Tolstoy or Chekhov is not the average Russia of history but a specific world imagined and created by individual genius. The admirable reader is not concerned with general ideas; he is interested in the particular vision. He likes the novel not because it helps him to get along with the group (to use a diabolical progressive-school cliche); he likes the novel because he imbibes and understands every detail of the text, enjoys what the author meant to be injoyed, beams inwardly and all over, is thrilled by the magic imagerie #Quote by Vladimir Nabokov

#38. According to Montagne legend, the mountain has forever been the abode of giants. Long ago a traveling pair of sorcerers, husband and wife, scaled the cliff into the valley, and the woman cured the giants' chilblains with ointments and the gift of fire. In gratitude, the giants built Chateau de Montagne out of the living rock of Ancienne, and from that castle the couple founded the kingdom of Montagne, using their magic to shield the country and its people from harm. #Quote by Catherine Gilbert Murdock

#39. You can't be tired already," Dalanthas chided. "We have another ten miles left. Don't you go anywhere in your world?"
"In my world, we don't have to walk. We have cars to ride in."
"You mean like coaches?"
"Kind of. You put gas in, turn the car on, and drive where you want to go."
Dalanthas frowned. "Gas? Is that some kind of animal?"
Kirsta rolled her eyes. "No, it's a liquid."
Aldina joined their conversation. "Is it magic?"
Kirsta felt totally inadequate at explaining something she took for granted. "Well, no. It's a fuel. The engine burns the fuel and makes the car move."
Dalanthas shook his head. "I don't think I'd want to be in a coach that moved by itself. What if it went the wrong way?"
Kirsta giggled. "It won't! The person driving steers the car the way it's supposed to go."
Dalanthas looked at her strangely. "I think I'd rather walk. #Quote by Laura S. Kearney

#40. She stepped back and frowned at me. "Open it."
"Me?" I felt sure she was picking on me because I was the only enslaved god she had. "I'm not Hermes! I'm not even Valdez!"
"Try."
As if that were a simple request! I attempted to get my fingertips under the edge and prise it open. I spread my arms and yelled the standard magic words: MELLON! SHAZAM! SESAME STREET! None of these worked. At last I tried my infallible ace in the hole. I sang 'Love Is an Open Door' from the Frozen soundtrack. Even this failed.
"Impossible!" I cried. "This door has no taste in music! #Quote by Rick Riordan

#41. She didn't notice that she used black magic and put a spell on her daughter. She didn't know the power of her word, and therefore she isn't to blame. #Quote by Miguel Ruiz

#42. Misdirect ALL the time. #Quote by Fred Kaps

#43. Once upon a time--which, when you come to think of it, is really
the only proper way to begin a story--the only way that really
smacks of romance and fairyland-- #Quote by L.M. Montgomery

#44. The "magic if" is a tool invented by Stanislavski, the father of acting craft, is to help an actor make appropriate choices. Essentially, the "magic if" refers to the answer to the question, "What would I do if I were this character in this situation?" Note that the question is not "What would I do if I were in this situation?" What you would do may be very different from what the character would do. Your job, based on your analysis of the script, the scene, and the given circumstances regarding the who of your character, is to decide what he or she would do. #Quote by Bruce Miller

#45. Don't worry, due'ane," He murmured lowly...."Who's Dewey Anne." I asked him, voice gruff. He was so familiar, this Bracken, but so strange, naked next to me. I could touch
him, I realized with wonder. I could run my hands from his flank to his shoulder, and he would welcome the touch because he was mine.
You are." He whispered, and I met his eyes. "It's elfish, the feminine noun
for 'other equal half'. You are my other. My everything."
--Wounded
(Bracken and Cory) #Quote by Amy Lane

#46. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic. #Quote by Carl Sagan

#47. Art
the fresh feeling, new harmony, the transforming magic which by means of myth brings back the scattered distracted soul from its modern chaos
art, not politics, is the remedy. #Quote by Saul Bellow

#48. ... at four o'clock in the morning, when the world is full of magic, things may be safely said that may not be uttered at any other time, so long as the person who listens believes in the same kind of magic as the person who speaks. #Quote by Robin McKinley

#49. There's so much that I want to do. I feel like I'm the Magic Johnson of rap. You know, Magic was great on the basketball court, but he's bigger as a businessman. #Quote by Snoop Dogg

#50. What does Mad-Eye say happened?" asked Mr. Weasley, unscrewing the ink bottle, loading up his quill, and preparing to take notes. Mr. Diggory's head rolled its eyes. "Says he heard an intruder in his yard. Says he was creeping toward the house, but was ambushed by his dustbins." "What did the dustbins do?" asked Mr. Weasley, scribbling frantically. "Made one hell of a noise and fired rubbish everywhere, as far as I can tell," said Mr. Diggory. "Apparently one of them was still rocketing around when the please-men turned up - " Mr. Weasley groaned. "And what about the intruder?" "Arthur, you know Mad-Eye," said Mr. Diggory's head, rolling its eyes again. "Someone creeping into his yard in the dead of night? More likely there's a very shell-shocked cat wandering around somewhere, covered in potato peelings. But if the Improper Use of Magic lot get their hands on Mad-Eye, he's had it - think of his record - #Quote by J.K. Rowling

#51. The premise of 'Secret Coders' is reminiscent of 'Harry Potter.' An intrepid band of tweens stumbles upon a secret school, only instead of teaching magic, the school teaches coding. #Quote by Gene Luen Yang

#52. Modern bourgeois society with its relations of production, of exchange, and of property, a society that has conjured up such gigantic means of production and of exchange, is like the sorcerer, who is no longer able to control the powers of the nether world whom he has called up by his spells. #Quote by Karl Marx

#53. Here's one more from my limited experience with all 3 fields: A writer creates life; a poet creates magic from life; a philosopher tries to understand life. #Quote by Siddharth Katragadda

#54. Joy, thou spark from Heav'n immortal, Daughter of Elysium! Drunk with fire, toward Heaven advancing Goddess, to thy shrine we come. Thy sweet magic brings together What stern Custom spreads afar; All men become brothers Where thy happy wing-beats are. #Quote by Friedrich Schiller