The world is magic, but not all the magicians are born to be illusionists.
Magic is natural to humans. It's a power you can evoke when you need to solve a problem, attract someone you love, or protect yourself from harm.
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
Magic is not a practice. It is a living, breathing web of energy that, with our permission, can encase our every action.
Magic is just science we don't understand yet.
Magic is the art of changing consciousness at will.
The power of magic is in the acceptance of its paradox. It defies logic, but serves our deepest desires.
Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.
Magic is a bridge between visible world and invisible realms of Gods and Goddesses.
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.
Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.
Magic is something you make.