It is curious and we magicians collect curiosities, you know.
..The argument he was conducting with his neighbor as to whether the English magician had gone mad because he was a magician, or because he was English.
It would need someone very remarkable to recover your name, Stephen, someone of rare perspicacity, with extraordinary talents and incomparable nobility of character. Me, in fact.
There is nothing in the world so easy to explain as failure - it is, after all, what everybody does all the time.
The land is all too shallow It is painted on the sky And trembles like the wind-shook rain When the Raven King passed by
But, though French, she was also very brave.
She even learnt the language of a strange country which Senior Cosetti had been told some people believed still existed, although no-one in the world could say where it was. The name of this country was Wales.
Ha!' said the tall man drily. 'He was in high luck. Rich old uncles who die are in shockingly short supply.
The governess was not much liked in the village. She was too tall, too fond of books, too grave, and, a curious thing, never smiled unless there was something to smile at.
Mr. Robinson was a polished sort of person. He was so clean and healthy and pleased about everything that he positively shone - which is only to be expected in a fairy or an angel, but is somewhat disconcerting in an attorney.
He gave her his heart. She took it and placed it quietly in the pocket of her gown. No one observed what she did.
you must learn to live as I do - in the face of constant criticism, opposition and censure. That, sir, is the English way.
Lovers are rarely the most rational beings in creation.
He hardly ever spoke of magic, and when he did it was like a history lesson and no one could bear to listen to him.
Drawing teaches habits of close observation that will always be useful.
Unfortunately, Childermass's French was so strongly accented by his native Yorkshire that Minervois did not understand and asked Strange if Childermass was Dutch.
Yet it is true—skin can mean a great deal. Mine means that any man may strike me in a public place and never fear the consequences. It means that my friends do not always like to be seen with me in the street. It means that no matter how many books I read, or languages I master, I will never be anything but a curiosity—like a talking pig or a mathematical horse.
Perhaps I am too tame, too domestic a magician. But how does one work up a little madness? I meet with mad people every day in the street, but I never thought before to wonder how they got mad. Perhaps I should go wandering on lonely moors and barren shores. That is always a popular place for lunatics - in novels and plays at any rate. Perhaps wild England will make me mad.
It is these black clothes," said Strange. "I am like a leftover piece of funeral, condemned to walk about the Town, frightening people into thinking of their own mortality.
For, though the room was silent, the silence of half a hundred cats is a peculiar thing, like fifty individual silences all piled one on top of another.
He smiles but rarely and watches other men to see when they laugh and then does the same.
This is a very grave matter, punishable by...well, I do not exactly know what, but something rather severe, I should imagine.
Bryon tilted his head to a very odd angle, half-closed his eyes and composed his features to suggest that he was about to expire from chronic indigestion.
You mean to say he became mad deliberately?' ...Nothing is more likely,' said the duke.
To be more precise it was the color of heartache.
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