The Magicians Quotes

“They went around the room telling stories about how they'd gotten here. No two were exactly the same, but there was always a certain family resemblance. Somebody went looking for a lost ball in an alley, or a stray goat in a drainage ditch, or fallowed an inexplicable extra cable in the high school computer room which led to a server closet that had never been there before.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians

“Whoever that hermit was, he obviously despised his fellow man, and that meant he was OK in Eliot’s book.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magician's Land

“He had finished his quest, and it had cost him everything and everyone he'd done it for. The equation balanced perfectly: all canceled out. And without his crown, or his throne, or Fillory, or even his friends, he had no idea who he was.

But something had changed inside him too. He didn't understand it yet, but he felt it. Somehow, even though he'd lost everything, he felt more like a king now than he ever did when he was one. Not like a toy king. He felt real.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magician King

“He looked like a child who had been slightly misdelivered, with some subpar forceps handling by the attending.”
― Lev Grossman

“At this moment his dearest wish would have been just a moment's grace to immerse his face in a sinkfull of warm water. And maybe to have somebody hold him under till he drowned.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians

“I can make you feel, and I can scare you for real.

-Misty Lee”
― Misty Lee

“Dear Q,

Hell of a thing getting you out of that dungeon. Richard showed up, finally, for which I suppose we should be grateful, though G-d knows he doesn't make it easy.

We wanted to stay, Q, but it was hard, and getting harder every day. The centaurs said it wasn't working. But if you're reading this then you woke up after all. I'm sorry about everything. I know you are too. I know I said I didn't need a family to become who I was supposed to be, but it turned out that I did. And it was you.

We'll meet again.

-E”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians

“Quentin hugged him so hard that Eliot spilled his whiskey down his front, which he complained about loudly, but Quentin didn’t care. He had to make sure Eliot was real and solid. It made no sense that he was here, but thank God he was. Quentin had had enough of sadness and horror and futility for one day. He needed a friend, somebody who knew him from the old days.

And seeing Eliot here, out of the blue, for no reason whatsoever, felt like proof that impossible things were still possible. He needed that too.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magician's Land

“He is a ghost he shouldn't be watching soapies!”
― Rachel Lawson, The Magicians: Lend me your ears: first book of the series

“Whatever was coming next would come.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians

“The one student he and every other First Year at Brakebills was immediately obsessed with was little Alice, of the tiny glass creature, but it quickly became apparent that in spite of being way ahead of the rest of her year academically she was cripplingly shy, to the point where there wasn’t much point in trying to talk to her. When approached at meals she answered questions in whispered monosyllables, her gaze dropping to the tablecloth in front of her as if weighed down by some infinite inner shame. She was almost pathologically unable to make eye contact, and she had a way of hiding her face behind her hair that it made it clear how agonizing it was for her to be the object of human attention.”
― lev grossman, The Magicians

“And had Eliot really been awake for the whole thing? His brain dealt out a sloppy fan of mental Polaroids, out of sequence: an image of Janet kissing Eliot, of her hand working diligently between Eliot’s legs. Had she really been weeping? Had he kissed Eliot? A vivid sense memory of somebody else’s stubble, surprisingly scratchy, chafing his cheek and upper lip.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians

“He just stared at his lap and waited for each successive second to impose itself on him in turn like an uninvited guest the way the previous one had.”
― Lev Grossman, The Magicians