Magical Realism Quotes

“Now that I found my destiny
Can't be the end
Before the start
So I ignore what they say
And I listen to my heart
And then I know
That I'm enough”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“…Alone I was
And alone I will be
And my greatest strength is
That no one is more moral than me

I'm fearless
Being the truth;
The lies
Will finally lose

…(For) a fair world
Where evil
Will stop sabotaging
The good

Fearless”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“The world is magical but there aren’t enough magicians.”
― Bhuwan Thapaliya

“Hilde giggled. “I have lived for over a thousand years, dearie. I know certain things.” Outside, a crow was laughing.”
― Benjamin Haymond, Shadows Within the Fog

“Exes returning made for good gossip but burdened everyone involved. Katie knew firsthand, the horror of the returning ex. But she hoped she would be different.”
― Benjamin Haymond, Shadows Within the Fog

“In my hand sat three dime-store lemon drops---the bright yellow candy shaped like lemons and sanded on the outside with sugar. The kind of candy grandmas kept in jars for years because no one ever eats them.
"Oh...thank you." I glanced up at her, trying to hide my surprise. What a strange gift.
"They're not what you think." Aunt Gert sat down in the opposite chair. She met my eyes, her own gaze intent. "These are special. They can show you the life you could have had. They can show you your true path.”
― Rachel Linden, The Magic of Lemon Drop Pie

“She always told me that lemons clarify things; they symbolize happiness and hope. But when she died, I stopped believing lemons were anything more than a chore, something sour to squeeze every morning for pie. How ironic that it's a lemon drop that's changing everything for me.”
― Rachel Linden, The Magic of Lemon Drop Pie

“Someone loves me!
I can't explain
Otherwise
All this hate around me;
All this jealousy
To make me
Something else
From what I really am

Someone Loves Me”
― Jazalyn, Rose: Future Heart

“What the author put down on the page was just part of it. Characters, settings and plots from their creative minds were brought to life every time someone new read the words. Imaginary lives were created. Mythical worlds were explored. Fantastical creatures existed for new readers to experience.”
― Melissa Bourbon, Shadows on the Page

“I've been able to see colors around people and objects my whole life long. Through my eyes, colors drifted around people, like softly falling snow, offering glimpses of personalities. Floaters, I called them. It had taken me years to figure out the language of the colors, their meaning. Take Alice, for example. Orange floated around her, telling me of her playful, energetic personality.
But after my car accident, other colors, secondary colors, had become sharper, clearer, louder. They were emotional colors and were nearly impossible to ignore. After Mabel had knocked me down, around Alice there had been sparks of dark plum. Remorse.
"Were you able to see her personality?" Glory asked, her thin eyebrows raised high.
Only close family knew how I could see color---it was too hard, too strange, to explain to others. However, my abilities weren't the least bit odd to Glory, who knew where to plant a flower seed simply by looking at it, or to my mother, who had never been lost a day in her life because she instinctively knew which direction to go. We came from a long line of people who had enhanced intuitions connected to nature.”
― Heather Webber, In the Middle of Hickory Lane

“I quickly shifted my gaze to the wallpaper, where it skimmed across the bright flowers and mischievous rabbits and landed on one of the bees in the print. I swear I saw its wings flutter. I reached out to touch it only to realize the bee was warm under my fingertip.
"Do you like the wallpaper?" Cora Bee asked. "Some people think it's too busy, too colorful, too much."
I turned to face Cora Bee. "It's not any of that. It's perfect."
Though her eyes were tired, haunted, she smiled. "I think you'll fit in around here just fine, Emme."
And I smiled, too, because I knew she wasn't lying.”
― Heather Webber, In the Middle of Hickory Lane

“The bee buzzed past again, flying in spirals toward the water. I followed it with my gaze, hoping it didn't plunge into the pool, as I didn't think bees could swim. It turned out I needn't have worried, as its fuzzy yellow body simply skimmed the water's surface. As I stared at the bee, it seemed to me its yellow bands began to glow brightly.”
― Heather Webber, In the Middle of Hickory Lane

“I built a stone sittin' ledge around the natural spring, which I'm calling the gazing pool because it's mesmerizing. The bees love it, too. I often see them flying near it, and sometimes, and I know this sounds strange, they seem to take on a golden shimmer when they're near the water. I planted some ferns at the pool, too, because some believe ferns represent magic, and it sure feels magical out there to me.”
― Heather Webber, In the Middle of Hickory Lane

“Endeavor to persevere.”
― Chris Christman

“Do you not see the golden halo on my head and my prissy angel wings?’
‘Oh, yes sir. I do. Can you fly with those?’
‘Alas no. I use them to prance about and create great gusts of wind when my talking cannot fill the space with air.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Brendan disliked pushing his weight around with friends, but desperate times …. Nothing instilled fear like playing the Syndicate Boss card.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Floating free with the wind in his hair and the smell of ocean spray filling his senses, Liam felt at peace, at home. It was such a thrill to ride the waves.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Η Μέμε μόλις που κατάλαβε το ταξίδι μέσα απ’ την παλιά μαγεμένη περ��οχή. Δεν είδε τις σκιερές κι ατέλειωτες μπανανοφυτείες στις δυο πλευρές των γραμμών. Δεν είδε τ’ άσπρα σπίτια των γκρίνγκος ούτε τους ξεραμένους απ’ τη σκόνη και τη ζέστη κήπους τους, ούτε και τις γυναίκες με τα κοντά παντελόνια και τα πουκάμισα με τις γαλάζιες ρίγες, που έπαιζαν χαρτιά στις βεράντες. Δεν είδε τις βοϊδάμαξες φορτωμένες μπανάνες στους σκονισμένους δρόμους. Δεν είδε τα κορίτσια που βουτούσαν σαν ψάρια στα διάφανα ποτάμια, αφήνοντας στους επιβάτες του τρένου την πίκρα απ’ τα υπέροχα στήθια τους, ούτε τις παρδαλές κι άθλιες καλύβες των εργατών, όπου φτερούγιζαν οι κίτρινες πεταλούδες του Μαουρίτσιο Μπαμπιλόνια και που στις πόρτες τους χαλκοπράσινα και κοκκαλιάρικα παιδιά καθόταν στα δοχεία τους και έγκυες γυναίκες φώναζαν βρωμόλογα στο τρένο που περνούσε… Δεν κοίταζε έξω από το παραθυράκι, ούτε κι όταν η καυτή υγρασία απ’ τις φυτείες σταμάτησε και το τρένο πέρασε απ’ την πεδιάδα με τις παπαρούνες, όπου στέκονταν ακόμα το απανθρακωμένο σκαρί της ισπανικής γαλέρας…”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Έβρεχε τέσσερα χρόνια, έντεκα μήνες και δύο μέρες... Το κακό ήταν πως η βροχή διέλυε τα πάντα κι οι πιο στεγνές μηχανές έβγαζαν λουλούδια μέσα από τα γρανάζια τους, αν δεν τις λάδωναν κάθε τρεις μέρες, και οι κλωστές σκούριαζαν στα χρυσοκεντημένα υφάσματα και φύτρωναν κίτρινα λουλούδια από σαφράνι στα βρεγμένα ρούχα. Η ατμόσφαιρα ήταν τόσο υγρή, που τα ψάρια θα μπορούσαν να μπουν απ' τις πόρτες και να βγουν απ' τα παράθυρα, κολυμπώντας στον αέρα των δωματίων.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Του 'χε μονάχα απομείνει το θαυμάσιο βραβείο να μπορεί να θυμάται χωρίς πίκρα ή μεταμέλεια.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Shooting out of the water, she twirled and flipped like a dolphin doing tricks. She gave him a brief glimpse of beautiful curves, answering his perverse questions.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Coffee. That’s what I need. She switched on the machine and stared into nothingness as it brewed her espresso. I do hope things start to get easier soon, so I can go back to ignoring mornings altogether.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Don’t flatter yourself. I don’t want your blood on my hands, or my floor.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“He collapsed on the floor beneath the site of his destruction. The frail pieces of his marriage crumbled around him along with the plaster.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“I intend to show them what happens when they mess with a Winters woman.’
Caitlin laughed. ‘I love hearing you talk like that. What’s the plan?”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“The way elves and seelie fae worked with nature was remarkable. They did not bulldoze a forest to make space and use the dead remains to build something. Instead, they employed its features to enhance their accommodation.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Alannah’s eyes darted between her open drawer and the bulge in Brendan’s pocket. When her gaze met his, she glared.

‘This is not what it looks like,’ he proclaimed.”
― L. Starla, Undeniably Wrong

“If by some chance you exceed my threshold, I’ll be sure to let you know. Now stop asking and start taking.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Determination drove him to melt her heart; or failing that, shatter it into a million icicles. Either way, she would be his.”
― L. Starla, Winter's Mother 1

“Fue tan eficaz fue la cuarentena que llegó el día en que la situación de emergencia se tuvo por cosa natural, y se organizó la vida de tal modo que el trabajo recobró su ritmo y nadie volvió a preocuparse por la inútil costumbre de dormir.”
― Gabriel García Márquez