Nature is a petrified magic city.

I think that old magic draws much of its strength from that acknowledgment: that we are a part of that world.

There is no such things as magic, though there is such a thing as knowledge of the hidden ways of Nature.

If it's any consolation to you, I'm petrified.

The opponent was always so petrified of him.

There are great roads, beautiful bridges, lovely parks, gorgeous gardens and wonderful buildings in a big city. But there is something missing, something very important: The spirit of nature!