I’m pretty much awake now.” (P) “The last time I said that, I passed out in the bathtub.” (I) “I remember that. Neil covered you with towels and said that he found a mermaid.” (P)...

He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.

Even though we don’t admit it, every single one of us aspires to be like somebody, whether they live in the world today, within the bard’s lyrics, or on the pages in the Library

To be a good writer, become a good listener.

I can’t; it’s a golf cart.

IN MY DEFENSE, I didn’t mean to start the Apocalypse. It wasn’t just my personal aversion to oblivion; I had a clear financial motive: The end of the world is bad for business.

We forgive only that which requires forgiveness. To do otherwise is wasteful of grace.” — Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

Once Errol righted himself into some semblance of horsemanship, they set off at an easy canter. That is, the other horses set off at a canter, while Errol’s horse settled into a teeth-shattering trot. After...

I stumble across the sea of tarmac, finding pavement, concealment and a brick wall. Palms brace against the scrubby surface. My stomach churns and then bubbles over, burning my throat as acrid yellow acid spills...

It was an alien place, as much inhuman as it was ungodly. There was no life in this place. It was a different world altogether.This world was dead.

C, it was like my breath was stolen. My heart seemed to merge with yours. When you came into my life, all I wanted was you. All I thought about was you. Your smile, your...

We must kill the guard before we can enter the palace.

Even though you distance yourself,you always look out for me,it makes me want to get into more trouble

I told you; I am Arianna, the Siren, your Guardian, and how is a Guardian supposed to do her job if she is clueless about the Guardianee?

You’re dead, son. Cheer is contraindicated.

We’ve seen firsthand the footprints of the Mordant’s treachery.

Don’t you just love children? If they’re not disappointing you, they’re dead.

Love being the only flower that opens and reaches for the light. Light will always come, because it longs to be reached for, and darkness is put away.

Souls were webs of light that contained the essence of a human’s life. Memories and loves, children and families. Every moment of life, pressing in

Light or Death!

I propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faërie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold.

Milcas raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Roegan in Fargranther; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all...

John had written that normal fantasy (“normal” in the T.S. Kuhn sense) was written for the moderately educated class suffering from ennui. It was for folks stuck doing dull, repetitive work, growing old while not...

I am the Merlin, bane of the Vale, terror of the four lands. I am chaos and shadows, the last of my people.

Friendship is just love that has yet to sprout wings and take flight.

Tori gazed out on the calm Ancific Ocean across which, incredibly, she would be taking a coach.

She understood she was far from perfect, but to even imagine that Jesus could step off the throne of heaven to die for someone so small and full of sin, it was hard to understand

You fill my soul with hope and love.Together, we will remain through the heavens above.One soul, together. For always and forever…

Being pregnable is no good. No good at all. Like growing a bitter melon in your belly.

it’s through the simple things in life, through its games, when our minds mature the most and we grow knowledgeable. It’s also when the cloth masks of our outer, false personalities are torn asunder, and...

Just remember who you are… The world will try to change you into someone else. Don’t let them. That’s the best advice anyone can give you.

She smiled sinisterly. Light mist started to slowly swirl around us. All I could see was her, the tall rocks and the white wall. She beckoned to me. I took a step and another. I...

Fantasy stories will always be popular, as there are always readers who are willing to escape, freely, to the worlds that the authors create, and spend time with the characters we give life to.

Draw a cart with horses, or push it down a hill…Both move the cart, aye?” — Daerwin of Brannagh

A figure stood at the far end, cloaked in black and beckoning him.

I will love you forever, whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till...

He was in a strange, badly lit room, wearing even stranger clothes, getting an earful from an unknown woman, in a language that he could and couldn’t exactly place in a very disturbing way.These were...

The coronation took place at noon the following day. The Hall of the Rivan King was full to overflowing with nobles and royalty, and the city below was alive with the sound of bells.Garion could...

It had become their creation, and they all would know it.

Duke to Michel: I’m fairly certain that even ifyou’d struggle in a quiz against a pigeon, you are capable enough of opening doors.

It was the ideal place where people call ‘home.

We fight the same and we love the same. Just because we are different does not mean that we aren’t equal.

Careful, mother, or you could end up dangling in another’s webs.

For I inhabit the spaces in between, where auras mix and hearts reach out and knowing hovers, and where sticks against each human the little burrs of others, long-ago brushed against but never forgot.

For an instant Stile was daunted by the improbability of it all: a man, a cyborg, a robot, an animalhead, and a wooden golem, all riding unicorns through a battlefield strewn with goblins and dragons,...

It’s a never ending dream for everyone it seems, to find again what was once precious and has been lost.

From now until eternity meets its end, you will walk by faith and not by sight.

Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Lightthrough whom is splintered from a single Whiteto many hues, and endlessly combinedin living shapes that move from mind to mind.

A true leader is not meant to be greeted with unanimous praise by his people. A leader is meant to be questioned, to be suspect, to be hated. If he is not, then one can...

The wyvern swooped, but it was not to rend and tear but rather to bank and stare with one curious beady eye at the bodies of the minds that had touched hers in a way...