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"What is magic?There is the wizard's explanation... wizards talk about candles, circles, planets, stars, bananas, chants, runes and the importance of having at least four good meals every day."
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"The Court of Dreams.The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard- born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares...And the huntress with an artist's soul."
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"Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the King like a tower, iron-crowned, and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a stormcloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it as a star; for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, that glittered like ice."
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"And the vampires. You used to know where you stood with them - smelly, evil, undead - but now there are virtuous vampires and disreputable vampires, and sexy vampires and glittery vampires, and none of the old rules about them are true any more. Once you could depend on garlic, and on the rising sun, and on crucifixes. You could get rid of the vampires once and for all. But not any more."
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"It's witchcraft with all the crusts cut off, and real witchcraft is ALL crusts."
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"I didn't mean to tell you," Mrs. Whatsit faltered. "I didn't mean ever to let you know. But oh, my dears, I did so love being a star!" "Yyouu are sstill verry yyoungg," Mrs Witch said, her voice faintly chiding. The Medium sat looking happily at the star-filled sky in her ball, smiling, and nodding and chuckling gently. But Meg noticed that her eyes were drooping, and suddenly her head fell forward and she gave a faint snore."Poor thing," Mrs Whatsit said, "we've worn her out. It's very hard work for her."
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"The centuries are sprinkled with rare magicwith divine creatureswho help us get past the common and extraordinary ills that beset us."
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"Hobbits!' he thought. 'Well, what next? I have heard of strange doings in this land, but I have seldom heard of a hobbit sleeping out of doors under a tree. Three of them! There's something mighty queer behind this.' He was quite right, but he never found out any more about it."
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"Set your fantasies in the here and now and then, if challenged, claim to be writing Magical Realism."
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"Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything."
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"Sickness awakens sadness sleeps- Moments of aloneness results into peace."
Solitude
"Psychology is a subject of life, death, and in-betweens."
Psychology
"Her touch is like doing simple mathWhen she sleeps in the bed, subtracting clothesThere is a red ink, like a sparkling red wine, adding colorsDividing body, remembering gods, without multiplying."
Poetry
"Many things have been written and will be written for dream. Dreams are nothing but our unclear expectations."
Dreams
"Asia is an entertainment, Europe is a dream, America is an imprisonment and Rest is a nightmare."
Culture
"You only get one life. Live it to the fullest. All your miseries will be forgiven when you will be dead."
Life
"The higher you rise in the business ladder, the smaller your balls become."
Ambition
"I am what I am and not what others make of me."
Identity
"There is thin line between smile and laughter."
Emotion
"The saddest line you scraped in your diary was not that you cried but those moments when we both shared smile."
Memory
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