Mr. Lascelles whispered to Mr. Drawlight that he had not realized before that doing kind actions would lead to his being addressed in familiar terms by so many low people - it was most unpleasant - he...
Magic (in the practical sense) was much fallen off. It had low connexions.
Long, long ago, (said the voice), five hundred years ago or more, on a winter's day at twilight, a young man entered the Church with a young girl with ivy leaves in her hair. There was no one else the...
I shall advise all the good-looking women of my acquaintance not to die
He was one of those people whose ideas are too lively to be confinedin their brains and spill out into the world to the consternation ofpassers-by. He talked to himself and the expression on his facec...
He thought he stood upon an English hillside. Rain was falling; it twisted in the air like grey ghosts. Rain fell upon him and he grew thin as rain. Rain washed away thought, washed away memory, all t...
Books and papers are the basis of good scholarship and sound knowledge, declared Mr Norrell primly. Magic is to be put on the same footing as the other disciplines.
And such a pinched-looking ruin of a thing now! I shall advice all the good-looking woman of my acquaintance not to die.
The more apparatus a magician carries about with him — coloured powders, stuffed cats, magical hats and so forth — the greater the fraud you will eventually discover him to be!
She bore so many of the signs and disfigurings of extreme old age that she was losing her resemblance to other human beings and began instead to resemble other orders of living creatures. Her arms lay...
Is like asking a politician to achieve high office without the benefit of bribes or patronage.
To a magician there is very little difference between a mirror and a door.
Then Mr. Norrell roused himself and took down five or six books in a great hurry and opened them up - presumably searching out those passages which were full of advice for magicians who wished to awak...
The backs of their heads were hollowed out; their faces were nothing but thin masks at the front. Within each hollow a candle was burning. This was so plain to him now, that he wondered he had never n...
The York magicians had all looked over the letter and expressed their doubts that any body with such small handwriting could ever make a tolerable magician.
Such nonsense! declared Dr Greysteel. Whoever heard of cats doing anything useful!Except for staring at one in a supercilious manner, said Strange. That has a sort of moral usefulness, I suppose, in m...
She preferred those occupations that require no companion. She walked alone, rad alone, sat alone in the sittingroom or in the ray of faint sunshine which sometimes penetrated the little courtyard ab...
Oh! it is an excellent thing, enthused a lady. See how the darkness of the mirror behind the figures sets off Mr Strange’s head. People always imagine that magicians and mirrors go together, complaine...
Mr. Honeyfoot did not propose going quite so far --indeed he did not wish to go far at all because it was winter and the roads where very shocking.
Lord Wellington is in the Lines. It was a very curious phrase and if Strange had been obliged to hazard a guess at its meaning he believed he would have said it was some sort of slang for being drunk.