Magical Realism Quotes

“The best part of my soul loves the best part of your soul.”
― Matthew Quick, We Are the Light

“I am depressed

I keep loving people
That are far away
Where I can't go

I hope
For a miracle”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“Entonces entraron al cuarto de José Arcadio Buendía, lo sacudieron con todas sus fuerzas, le gritaron al oído, le pusieron un espejo frente a las fosas nasales, pero no pudieron despertarlo. Poco después, cuando el carpintero le tomaba las medidas para el ataúd, vieron a través de la ventana que estaba cayendo una llovizna de flores amarillas. Cayeron toda la noche sobre el pueblo en una tormenta silenciosa, y cubrieron los techos y atascaron las puertas, y sofocaron a los animales que durmieron a la intemperie. Tantas flores cayeron del cielo, que las calles amanecieron tapizadas de una colcha compacta, y tuvieron que despejarlas con palas y rastrillos para que pudiera pasar el entierro.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“There is more to life than just continuing to do what we know.
What got you here won't get you there.”
― Rebecca Serle, One Italian Summer

“I was never farther
Than I could be…

…It was not what I wanted to do
It was not who I wanted to be

…Now I'm farther
Than I was before”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“There was melancholy
There was revolution
But… nothing was done
To avoid the fall…

No one cares
For this culture:
They only care
To low others…

How can you avoid
All the stimuli around you?”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“Books can't live your life for you. The reader who forgets to walk on his own two feet is like an old encyclopedia, his head stuffed with out-of-date information. Unless someone opens it up, it's nothing but a useless antique.
... Do you want to end up a walking encyclopedia?”
― Sōsuke Natsukawa, The Cat Who Saved Books

“Some folks struggled disproportionately, carrying things that others couldn't even lift.”
― Diane Marie Brown, Black Candle Women

“She suffered temptations
But She's still a virgin
For her sacred path:
Rain doesn't count

She keeps her innocence
For a very special one
And seeks salvation
From a true emotion”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“La casa se llenó de amor. Aureliano lo expresó en versos que no tenían principio ni fin. Los escribía en los ásperos pergaminos que le regalaba Melquíades, en las paredes del baño, en la piel de sus brazos, y en todos aparecía Remedios transfigurada: Remedios en el aire soporífero de las dos de la tarde, Remedios en la callada respiración de las rosas, Remedios en la clepsidra secreta de las polillas, Remedios en el vapor del pan al amanecer, Remedios en todas partes y Remedios para siempre.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“Neve felt like a fly caught in a spider’s web. Believing herself to be clever and playing them at their own game, she had flown right into their trap.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“While Addison might not have any misery to offer the plants in that moment, she could help them in other ways. She pulled on her gloves and started weeding the rows of fruits and vegetables and herbs, the summer sun warm against her back. She pulled a snail from a vine of ink-dark chocolate strawberries. She gently squeezed black raspberries that hid just a hint of mint. She watered deep purple tomatoes infused with basil, oregano, and thyme.
When she'd finished her rounds, she wormed her hands beneath the dirt. Roots prodded at her fingertips. A blackberry vine started toward her. It spiraled up her arm, night-dark blossoms soft against her cheek, their touch feather light.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“A monarch butterfly landed on the towel, its orange wings awash in the afternoon light. A yellow-and-black tiger swallowtail perched atop her still-damp shoulders. One with blue wings hovered over Kaden.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“She kissed him like that until time fell away and it was only them and the stars and the warm Kentucky night.
When she finally pulled away, she found the ground around their quilt covered in butterflies. A startled laugh escaped Kaden's lips.
"It's called a kaleidoscope," Irene said, a little breathless. "The swarm.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“Stalks of basil to keep the evil eye at bay. A head of broccoli to heal the body. A bunch of cilantro to mend the soul. Three tomatoes for passion in the bedroom. A cucumber to keep that passion from burning a relationship to the ground. The finishing touch--- one piece of fruit from the shadow garden to amplify it all.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“Nothing short of a global army could stop them. Even if the Arch Mage can mobilise all the Council’s forces, we don’t stand a chance. Not without an alliance.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“It’s the small and ordinary things that snowball to make a life truly magical”
― Sibéal Pounder, Tinsel: The Girls Who Invented Christmas

“Magic isn’t about make-believe, after all. It’s just about suspending your own disbelief sufficiently to see the wonder that exists inside each and every moment of reality.”
― Jeanette LeBlanc

“Maybe there is something special about my mother's spices---"
Do I tell him about all my fantasies? Nah, I'm living them now. I smile and get back to chopping up the tarragon, inhaling the sweet, grassy aroma. I let myself fall in love. I let myself float into bliss. I have my dream and it came with more happiness than I had ever imagined.
"Or maybe we just have the perfect chemistry," I say.
Through it all, Charles and I learned that letting go of negativity leads to happier futures (and better food and sex). As for Garrance, her work is complete; she's found happiness for Charles and me, her and my mother's plan all along. Magic? Some may say. But love is the greatest magic of all---and a required ingredient for everyone.”
― Samantha Verant, The Spice Master at Bistro Exotique

“Get ready for us father because we... we were born for this.”
― Maria Alarcon Torres

“She drank the rest of the tea, still reeling from Whitman's words.
Then the harp began to play---lustily, with stirring effect, seeming to fancy itself an entire symphony---"Ode to Joy.”
― Jeanette Lynes, The Apothecary's Garden

“Garden season deepened. The lantern flies winked and blinked. Poppies flaunted their scarlet robes. Ants feasted in the peonies, and protected them from invaders. The pear tree blossomed. Lavender sensed her mother's presence, just past the first layer of fragrant air. In the parlor, the harp stood, silent, as before. But its silence didn't grieve Lavender. Its magic had wintered her through part of the journey that brought her to where she was now.”
― Jeanette Lynes, The Apothecary's Garden

“But someone who has no peace within can't give another being peace, all they can do is give false hopes that they themselves don't believe.”
― Myra Kaur, An Angel's Calling

“My dear children, words can heal, and words can hurt. Use them wisely, and you'll find that you can create wonders with them.”
― Myra Kaur, An Angel's Calling

“My thoughts often are a war of fear and courage.”
― Myra Kaur, An Angel's Calling

“I am aware that the woman sits on the floor with me, and my head is in her lap, but I can’t see her anymore. I only feel her bones beneath my bones, holding me up. I strain to see, even though I feel the sun on my skin, coming through the window.”
― Phyllis Alesia Perry, Stigmata

“Poetry is like shards of meteorites falling on barren land – the shining of the secret stone unseen; the song of the vibration unheard; the fire in the ancient stone, forever burning alone.

The old mother of all is sitting under her favourite ash tree. She touches the shedding bark with her knobbly fingers and traces the wounds of unresolved shadows in strange circular patterns. She sees her children cry, their tears strange silver knobs that read like braille.”
― Louisa Punt-Fouché

“I can listen to you, Louisiana Elefante," said Reverend Obertask. "That is the only magic I have. Do you want to tell me the rest of your story?”
― Kate DiCamillo, Louisiana's Way Home

“I’m the truth
Waiting for the day
That this world will know fairness

I don’t regret for anything more
Than having regrets
For everything that didn’t happen
And passed
As forgotten”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“As soon as I stepped outside, the scent of the lake hit me full force – twisting something deep within me – something that recognized this place as home. Home is where your heart is. I'd never been able to find another town with enough heart to suit me because my heart had always been here – waiting for me to return.”
― Heather Webber, The Lights of Sugarberry Cove