It be more a feeling. Something swirls out in the beyond, something unnatural. It’s the reason so few venture to these worlds. The black spaces are a part of it, pieces unraveling pulling apart. We’ve...

Love Darren? Of course not. Love is for fools not smart enough to see the path in front of them. That’s the difference between you and I, Ryiah. I see the truth and accept Darren...

Alderic, Knight of the Order of the City and the Assault, hereditary Guardian of the King’s Peace of Mind, a man not unremembered among the makers of myth, pondered so long upon the Gibbelins’ hoard...

I have yet to face Writer’s Block and I don’t believe I ever will. It is much more difficult for me to shut my imagination down to get a good nights sleep than it is...

After the third [San Miguel], I am likely to announce that all writing is fantasy anyway: that to set any event down in print is immediately to begin to lie about it, thank goodness; and...

How crazy it would be if the moon did spin and the earth stood still and the sun went dim!How absolutely ludicrous if snakes could walk and kids could fly and mimes did talk!How silly...

He danced across my heart like a pirate,Constantly discovering my secrets,Turning over every hidden treasure,Drowning me in his fantasy.

Who wants to drink blood for eternity? What we have discovered is far more seductive and a great deal more dangerous…

*You are not yet in the Emerald Dream. First, you must remove your earthly shell…* the voice in his head instructed. *As you reach the state of sleep, you will slip your body off as...

She knew that her lifework had changed forever that day. She was being called to use her gift to help prevent a tragedy such as this from ever happening again. And she knew, without question,...

I remembered what it was like to die-the pain, the fear, the doubt, and the unknown. Somehow I had cheated death once. Now I was about to try again.

Mothers are like dungeons. Some really stink and you’ll do anything to avoid them. And some are lush sanctuaries filled with gold, jewels, and butterscotch schnapps-spiked Nestle Nesquik.

Percy,” my father said, “what exactly do you mean?” “Kronos couldn’t have risen if it hadn’t been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents,” I said. “They felt angry, resentful, and...

Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.

So I find words I never thought to speakIn streets I never thought I should revisitWhen I left my body on a distant shore.

Secondly, I don’t see you as human, let alone a man. You are more like a homicidal invention, of my hormonal teenage nightmare; which I can’t seem to be able to awake from.

Even though I was fairly certain God wasn’t Ted Bundy, I kept an open mind, since this phone call was getting a bit confusing.

Don’t go hating on the classics.

Oh, don’t get me started! I love fantasy, I read it for pleasure, even after all these years. Pat McKillip, Ursula Le Guin and John Crowley are probably my favorite writers in the field, in...

We must be careful what we imagine, fear, or hope for. The echoes of our thought live on in eternity.

It was a crypt where music played to masses of the dead, and McJagger was their desolate pharaoh, a walking mummified king. I remembered it well.

The sands of time blew into a storm of images… Images in sequence to tell the truth! Glorious legends of revolutionaries, bound only by a desire to be true to themselves… And to hope! Parables...

Look At Only The Reality Because Reality Is Better Than Fantasy

All was shattered, and all but memory lost, and one memory above all others, of him who brought the Shadow and the Breaking of the World. And him they named Dragon.

I just think the world ought to be more sort of organized.”That’s just fantasy,’ said Twoflower.’I know. That’s the trouble.’ Rincewind sighed again.

The asylum, and later the national health service, warehoused thousands of patients made mad by the intrusions of a sexual predator. But these institutions had been dominated by the discredited Freudian fantasy that sexual abuse...

Demons exist,’ he says simply, as if talking about the weather. ‘They are real and they are dangerous. We hunt them when necessary and return them when we can.

When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.

This is surely the most significant of the elements that Tolkien brought to fantasy…. his arranged marriage between the Elder Edda and “The Wind in the Willows”–big Icelandic romance and small-scale, cozy English children’s book....

I am ready for battle. I am ready to fight.

Aren’t we forever?

I know these are only dreams. I know these days are long past. I wake to a dream in which Hammer’s breath has stopped, and mine with it, and hearts have gone to a quiet...

Show me then. I demand that you show me. That’s an order.

If the world explore all my dark fantasy, will change for the better”.

In death we vanquished enemies,In death, we slew our foes.Blood soaked rage engulfed our blades,When blood lust took its hold.–In death, a darkness troubled one,In death, concealed, undone.Deep in darkness dragons wait,When blood would set...

Assassination is an art, milord. And I am the city’s most accomplished artist.

I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it.

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

If I cannot fix your broken heart can I put mine in its place, because these stars are not enough, and all the money in the world does not equal your worth.

Azel was an aficionado in killing and in chocolate cake.

They poured out the lower doors and windows of the castle, howling to the skies. They evolved into a kind of cohesive moving liquid, flowing down the hillside as one silvered blob, like mercury on...

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

I know what you’re doing, Jace, and it’s not going to work.”Jace and Charlie.

The last thing he ever said to me was, ‘Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.

But in the name of all that is holy, Mosca, of all the people you could have taken up with, why Eponymous Clent?” murmured Kohlrabi.Because I’d been hording words for years, buying them from peddlers...

In this Music [the singing of the angels in harmony] the World was begun; for Iluvatar made visible the song of the Ainur,and they beheld it as a light in the darkness.

My mind does not change with the rising and setting of a few suns

the bleakest situations bring out the hospitality in all of us, but it’s during the harshest we find out how strong we really are.

Schoolteachers teach what they and others know. Forest teachers – bear, wolf, lynx, beaver, bird, every flower and tree – teach us how to live, love, and grow.

Sometimes the complexities of the mind can be intriguing, but the dark side of one’s thoughts can create its own phobias.