There are some wonderful aspects to Christmas. It's magical. And each year, from at least November, well, September, well, if I'm honest, May, I look forward to it hugely.
The function of the educator is to discover in each individual child the gifts implanted in her by Almighty God and to develop and dedicate them to His service.
Lovely phrases had lit candles in her mind, one after the other, till she felt intoxicated with the brightness.
Once outside the magic circle the writers became their lonely selves, pondering on poems, observing their fellow men ruthlessly, putting people they knew into novels; no wonder they were without friends.
Everybody makes mistakes. But that's the magic of family--knowing that underneath whatever you've said and done, you are still loved. And that you always will be, no matter what.
Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.
There was water and waves all around. They ran towered the shore, and made way for the boat as it ran through. At the back of the boat, water squirted out and some of it was white. It was magical.
I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us
I don’t do magic. I turn your attention back to Friday night and the big-ass sword I was carrying. My job is to run and swing.
Any thing or behavior too complex to understand becomes a phenomenon that could be termed spiritual or magical.
Dwarf mothers didn’t handicap their young by teaching them to be polite. My neighbors were as short on manners as they were on stature.
Sometimes, I wondered if I might speed up his words by grabbing his wrists and finishing his gestures for him.
I decide that we could always indulge ourselves later. First, I had a soul-eating stone of power to poke with a stick.
Sometimes, before you make any plans or resolutions, before you declare your heroic intent to persevere, you just have to cry.
This is payback, isn't it?" Jim glared at me. "Don't be ridiculous," I told him. "As the Consort of the Pack, I'm far above petty revenge.
Sex is about physical attraction, yes, but it's also about trust. I don't trust you. You're completely self-absorbed and egoistic. You offer nothing I want.
Deep inside, the majority of people had the sneaking suspicion that evil was more powerful than good and could be counteracted only by more evil.
Thank God!" he said, and kissed her. Kissing Mairelon was much nicer than anything she had ever dared to imagine, despite the headache.
Of course, you didn't want our help. Now I have to go beat up some soldier just to keep my ego intact.
Your fear remains strong. You are not ready to face your story, preferring instead to surround yourself with knots. Someday, they will strangle you.
