Magic Quotes
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Michael Harris opens the doors and gently guides you into a magic world. Once inside, you can't help but feel mesmerized, eager to see how deep the rabbit hole goes. And no wonder: a major thinker of our time is talking to you about math and so much more, like you've never heard before.
Edward Frenkel
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Somewhere in the other side of nowhere is a place in space beyond time where the Gods of mythology dwell. ... These gods dwell in their mythocracies as opposed to your theocracies, democracies, and monocracies. They dwell in a magic world. These Gods can even offer you immortality.
Sun Ra
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Thor is magical, yes, but it is the magic of reality. His hammer was crafted 'in the heart of a dying star,' but so were you! Most of the atoms that make you up are in fact the innards of a ball of gas in space that got so heavy that it exploded. Stars died so that you could live, as physicist Lawrence Krauss would say.
Kyle Hill
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Once upon a time, forests were repositories of magic for the human race.
John Burnside
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I always loved magic and fantasy/adventure series as a kid.
Hale Appleman
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Religion is like magic. It is all about tricks.
Michel Onfray
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I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry," said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a mixture of dark magic and gum disease.
Joanne Rowling
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And at the last, a war between magic and science that would leave the world in ashes. At the center of all this were a man and a woman, who were still children now.
Charlie Jane Anders
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That I was a writer was further proof of God’s far-sightedness; she was convinced that by some magic of propinquity she would acquire a mastery of the English language.
Bel Kaufman
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The Web is cool, but the library is magic.
Arthur Plotnik
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The 10 or 20 minutes I was somebody's mother were black magic; there is no adventure I would have traded them for.
Ariel Levy
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In a swamp, as in meditation, you begin to glimpse how elusive, how inherently insubstantial, how fleeting our thoughts are, our identities. There is magic in this moist world, in how the mind lets go, slips into sleepy water, circles and nuzzles the banks of palmetto and wild iris, how it seeps across dreams, smears them into the upright world, rots the wood of treasure chests, welcomes the body home.
Barbara Hurd
