He would dream of discovering a magic optometrist from whom he would purchase a pair of green-tinged spectacles which would correct his regrettable myopia, and after that he would be able to see through the dense, blinding air to the fabulous world beneath.
Every human being has a fascinating existence, with a big cast of good and evil characters in each. And almost always, somewhere along the way, magic.
The first time I sang with David Daniels. . . I had never performed with a countertenor before. That first time was magic, it was so beautiful. And he's such a great artist.
I have a lot of secret uses for sour cream, which is the magic ingredient in my mac and cheese. It's an old-timey, Southern version, and the sour cream makes it that much creamier. Oh, it's so good!
Nothing must be left to chance in a magical performance. Everything conducive to enhancing the mystery of the illusions must be arranged with painstaking care and thought.
But. . . you could have whatever you wished. " "Exactly," he says, nuzzling my neck. "But," I say, "you could turn stones to rubies or ride in a fine gentleman's carriage. " Kartik puts his hands on either side of my face. "To each his own magic," he says and kisses me again.
From meetings and partings none can ever escape. Nor from magic.
With materialization in play you have magic in your fingers and you become the wizard.
Writing about magic is harder than writing about spies because you're dealing with something that doesn't really exist.
Say the sea. Say the sea. Say the sea. So that perhaps a drop of that magic may wander through time, and something might find it, and save it before it disappears forever. Say the sea. Because it's what we have left. Because faced by the sea, we without crosses, without magic, we must still have a weapon, something, so as not to die in silence, that's all.