The best way to show people true things is from a direction that they had not imagined the truth coming.

Non era stato coraggioso, restando lì fermo a farsi pungere – disse Coraline al gatto. – Non era stato coraggioso perché non aveva avuto paura: quella era l’unica cosa che potesse fare. Ma quando era...

It’s hillbilly urine; we had better get home before they come to eat us.” Kevin said pointing towards home proving if there was ever any doubt that he had no acting ability at all. (The...

Then I wondered, what if?What if he kissed me? What if he told me I was beautiful? What if he told me he loved me?What would I say in return?

Two must rule together, one for the night and one for the day. this is the way it has always been done.

Three. I had just made my first, second, and third kill. Before I had even obtained my mage’s robes. I bent over and vomited into the grass. There was no pride, no justice, just the...

The prophecy has come true! You put the sea salt in the soup…You are the one!

I believe fantasy and dreaming can be made a reality. You don’t have to be rich. You don’t have to be a VIP.

The last unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone.

Oh. How very clever.”The comparison had left her both impressed and flattered.

Reality depresses me. I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them.

Minciunile rasar cu usurinta de pe buzele noastre. Sunt desprinse din ganduri, temeri si sentimente, le folosim pentru a ne ascunde si a manipula, in timp ce adevarul ramane nerostit, o umbra care isi schimba...

Why I let you talk me into these things, I’ll never understand. One day you’re going to get me into some serious trouble,” Rowan said, shaking his head.

The UFOs were nothing more than the collective fantasies of a stressed out society… The world into which UFOs had appeared was one of under-the-desk siren drills against nuclear annihilation. Society had made a new...

Fantasy isn’t about escape; it’s a survival mechanism. It’s a way to deal with things that are so much bigger than you are. So I think fantasy is special, something to be cherished and protected...

My body is no longer mine. My soul dormant. I am once again, possessed.

I know what ails you.

El bien común y el bien particular solo confluyen en muy contadas ocasiones

I deal in lead! Roland called, and Eddie felt goose-bumps pebble his arms.

We spent 10 years writing our first fiction story and truly hope people like it.

She had not meant to name them, but she could not help herself; and having done so she thought, Let their names be symbols that their lives are worth the keeping. Let them struggle a...

Why, Emma Pierce, do you want me to take you to Fantasyland and make all of your dreams come true?” He winked with his good eye. It was painfully adorable.

Contemporary writers use animal-transformation themes to explore issues of gender, sexuality, race, culture, and the process of transformation…just as storytellers have done, all over the world, for many centuries past. One distinct change marks modern...

Othalas: Words. What are they but shadows on a page or howling on the wind? They are as ever-changing as the mists below us and it is just as easy to lose sense of yourself...

You know your marriage is in trouble when your wife would rather listen to a cackling drug lord than accept your apology.

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,Such shaping fantasies, that apprehendMore than cool reason ever comprehends.The lunatic, the lover and the poetAre of imagination all compact:One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,That is,...

And I was your moon because I shined brighter than any other star in your universe and you were my darkness. Without you I could not see the depth of my light and with you...

His dad said even the cavemen had geniuses among them. Somebody had thought up the wheel.

And that’s what I don’t like about magic, Captain. ‘cos it’s *magic*. You can’t ask questions, it’s magic. It doesn’t explain anything, it’s magic. You don’t know where it comes from, it’s magic! That’s what...

None could guess my confusion, my host of deluded illusions and elusive delusions! A mantle of marble hiding a crumbling core of sandstone. See how they stare at me, wondering, all wondering, at my secret...

My love…you were insolent to a dragon? Please tell me that I misheard you just now.

Hence the uneasiness which they arouse in those who, for whatever reason, wish to keep us wholly imprisoned in the immediate conflict. That perhaps is why people are so ready with the charge of “escape.”...

She still craved the fantasy while reality was busy sinking in its sharp teeth.

Why?”He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she’d just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. “Because… you’re you.

You are. You just don’t know yet.” (Victor)

speak hard, steal the air.

The Witcher had a knife to his throat. He was wallowing in a wooden tub, brimfull with soapsuds, his head thrown agains the slippery rim. The bitter taste of soap lingered in his mouth as...

How about ‘ridiculed in nursery rhymes’?

We are no longer so lacking in fantasy as to uphold the existence of a god.

Obwohl Ollowain die Burg schon hunderte Male gesehen hatte, berührte ihr Anblick ihn stets aufs Neue. Es war ein Gefühl, wie es sonst nur Musik in ihm erwecken konnte, das traurige Lied einer Flöte vielleicht...

Hjuki and BilHjuki and Bil chased the moon,With waters from Byrgir’s well,Upon their shoulders they did share,Simul the pole and Saegr.‘Mani,’ they cried and chased the sky,‘From Byrgir whence we came,To water the earth and...

Words were another sword for the man who wielded them well.

Never, Never give up, no matter what is you age, magick always is there. Use it!

Light or Death!

You are my reality, fantasy, daydream, fairytale, music, more than the princess in Cinderella; you are much more than a traditional myth.

Spirits didn’t notice death. By the rule of impermanence, what was meant to break simply broke, and there was only the next breaking and the next.

That we can never know,” answered the wolf angrily. “That’s for the future. But what we can know is the importance of what we owe to the present. Here and now, and nowhere else. For...

Violators cannot live with the truth: survivors cannot live without it. There are those who still, once again, are poised to invalidate and deny us. If we don’t assert our truth, it may again be...

Be still for you may hear the hauntingly familiar song of a mermaid.

Oh, what suffering will befall them in her place,” he smiled wickedly. ~Crispin~