The Magician (The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel #2)

By Michael Scott; Published In 2008
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult, Fiction, Magic
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And in their rush to create wonders, they have ignored the wonders all around them, ignored the mysteries, the beauty.

And in their rush to create wonders, they have ignored the wonders all around them, ignored the mysteries, the beauty. Myths and legends walk unseen amongst them, ignored, unrecognized. It was not always so.

And you have to remember that humankind really does not want to believe in magic. They don't want to know that myths and legends were almost always based on the truth.

Are you calling for help?" Sophie asked when he had closed the phone.
Saint-Germain shook his head. "Ordering breakfast. I'm famished." He jerked his thumb back in the direction of the Eiffel Tower, which was still erupting fireworks. "Creating something like that- if you pardon the pun- burns a lot of calories.

But do I need to say anything?" Sophie asked. "Do I need to learn any words?"
"Like what?" Saint-Germain said.
"Well, when you lit up the Eiffel tower, you said something that sounded like eggness."
"Ignis," the count said. "Latin for fire. No, you don't need to say anything."
"Then why did you do it, then?" Sophie asked.
Saint-Germain grinned. "I just thought it sounded cool.

Defacing a beautiful building is a crime."
"But killing people is not?" Dee asked.
"Well, people can always be replaced.

Dr. John Dee looked up. "Look at this world," he said, pointing at something hidden far away in the mountainside. "Once begun, change may not be reversed.

Every story starts with an idea, but it is the characters that move that idea forward.

He came to a decision and looked at Dagon before climbing into the car.
"Find the Disir."
Dagon stiffened, showing a rare sign of emotion. "Is that wise?" he asked.
"It is neccessary.

He had gone beyond frightened, past terrified, and straight to petrified.

How to carry it, simple thrust and parry. Try and avoid stabbing yourself with it,” he added.

Humans are always looking to make order out of chaos.

If you tell people everything you take away their opportunity to learn.

If you tell people everything, you take away their opportunity to learn.

I never traded my humanity for my long life, Doctor. I've always remembered my roots....You worked so hard to be like your Elder master that you've forgotten what it is like to feel human - to be human. And we humans...have the capacity to feel another creature's pain. It is what lifted humani above the Elders, it is what made them great.

- John is a dangerous fanatic.
- And you are not ? - asked Dagon.
- I'm just dangerous.

Niccolo Machiaveli stood apart from the rest of the crowd, arms lightly folded across his chest, careful not to wrinkle his Saile Row- tailored black silk tuxedo. Stone gray eyes swept over the other bidders, analyzing and assessing them.

Only the conscious mind sleeps - the unconscious is always aware.

Seasick," Scatty mumbled. "That's exactly what it feels like. Only worse.

That is the curse of immortality: to watch the world change, to see everything you know wither.

The best lie is wrapped around a core of truth.

There are certain words that should never be spoken, names that should never be used. Old things. Undead things.

True. If you tell people everything, you take away their opportunity to learn.

Well, when you lit up the Eiffel Tower, you said something that sounded like eggness.” “Ignis,” the count said. “Latin for fire. No, you don’t need to say anything.” “Why did you do it, then?” Saint-Germain grinned. “I just thought it sounded cool.

We're going nowhere, " Joan said grimly. Traffic on the narrow street was at a complete standstill.
A chill settled in Sophie's stomach: it was the appalling fear that her brother was going to die.
"Sidewalk," Nicholas said decisively. "Take it."
"But the pedestrians—"
"Can get out of the way. Use your horn.

While they were alive, people rarely looked down at their feet.

You know what we have to do?"
The Italian nodded. "I know."
"You don't look too happy about it."
"Defacing a beautiful building is a crime."
"But killing people is not?" Dee asked.
"Well, people can always be replaced.