What Use Is Magic If It Can't

You Ever Want To See Real Witchcraft, You Watch People Protecting Their Comfort, Their Beliefs.

They Know These Mornings Well And Love Them Desperately Because They Cannot Last - These People Who Know That Nothing Lasts.

...but The Enchantment Of Error That You Put On Me I Must Wear Forever In Your Eyes.

The Magician Stood Erect, Menacing The Attackers With Demons, Metamorphoses, Paralyzing Ailments, And Secret Judo Holds. Molly Picked Up A Rock.

The Magician Was Studying Her Face With His Green Eyes. "your Face Is Wet," He Said Worriedly. "i Hope That's Spray. If You've Become Human Enough To Cry, Then No Magic In The World — Oh, It Must Be Spray. Come With Me. It Had Better Be Spray.