# Majestrum

- Author: [Matt Hughes](https://www.leafyquotes.com/matt-hughes.md)
- Quotes: 16
- Book page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/matt-hughes/majestrum

## Quotes

> “Then how is it done?”
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> “By magic, I suppose. How else?”
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> “That is a foolish and flippant answer,” he said. “‘Oh, it’s magic,’ is not a handy solution to every mystery. I am not the child.”

p. 181

> When the Wheel turns, much that is impossible in the old phase becomes commonplace in the new.

p. 172

> “Could Rievor be hiding himself behind some magical cloak?” I asked my other self.
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> “No,” he said. “I believe he is exercising that most potent form of invisibility: the one called, ‘not being present at all.’”

p. 188

> “I have a plan.”
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> “What kind of plan?”
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> “A daring and bold one,” he said.
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> “Is that wise?”
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> “It has to be that kind of plan. It’s that kind of cosmos.”

p. 197

> A lifelong habit of being right also had the effect of diminishing one’s social appeal, especially among those who prefer to keep the bubble of their various illusions a safe distance from a needle-sharp and probing intelligence.

p. 76

> “He began to dream the dreams that always seduce a tyrant: powers beyond powers, worlds at his feet, whole realms bowing to his whims.”
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> “And the dreams occluded his faculties,” I said. “It was ever thus, we may be thankful, else tyrants would never fall.”

p. 165

> I cannot comment on your beliefs. What appears self-evident to one person may seem to another observer to be entirely the product of an idiosyncratic bent.

p. 151

> Also, there was a remarkable display of objects that primitive humanity had allegedly thrust through various parts of their bodies—some of them extremely sensitive—for decorative effect. I shuddered slightly at the thought: self-mutilation, though everyone’s right, had always taken me aback.

p. 68

> Talking was only one of the uses to which Chalivire liked to put her large and loose-lipped mouth; another was filling it with the products of The Braid’s renowned kitchens.

p. 21

> My alter ego was awake and listening. “Magic,” he said.
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> “To one whose only instrument is a drum, all melodies are much the same,” I answered inwardly.

p. 132

> Life is a hopeless rear guard action against an overwhelming foe; still how can we not admire those who battle on regardless?

p. 93

> “I have a reputation for genius,” I said, though I lowered my voice. “It can withstand some eccentricities.”

p. 84

> Have you considered the possibility that our standards as to what is important may differ?

p. 3

> “What is your theory?” my assistant asked, but again I declined to answer. A mistaken theory that never went farther than its originator’s mind does not count as an error.

p. 48

> “Who was it who said that irony is the fundamental operating principle of the universe?”
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> “I believe,” I said, “that it was Henghis Hapthorn.”

p. 143

> Insanity was not unknown among the wealthy. Indeed, some forms of madness had sometimes been cultivated as fashionable accessories.

p. 60