All it takes, is one leap of faith.

When we are no longer children we are already dead

Matt shrugged. It was a good shrug, too. All it was missing was a beret, a stripy shirt and a Gauloise cigarette.

There are thousands of other women to choose from. You understand me? And this court runs on ambition alone.

Carla had realised there wasn’t just one destined adventure in life, there were thousands of them.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle Earth.

To let her imagine how great a lover I’d be, I ate soup with chopsticks. She went home with another man, but I’ll bet she fantasized about me.

The other one was filled with loud and obnoxious tourists. Always boasting on winning a sand castle competition and seeing who could get tanned first. What a whacky bunch of people.

Molti tra i vivi meritano la morte. E parecchi che sono morti avrebbero meritato la vita. Sei forse tu in grado di dargliela? E allora non essere troppo generoso nel distribuire la morte nei tuoi...

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.

First of all, you’re dead. Secondly, I cut off your head. Thirdly… yes, I know that rhymed, you really don’t have to tell me.

This is, in part, why there is less magic in the world today. Magic is secret and secrets are magic, after all, and years upon years of teaching and sharing magic and worse. Writing it...

Often, beyond the next turning, footfalls of a herd galloping across stone were heard, or further in the distance, with reassuring grunts, a wild boar could be seen, trotting with steady stride along the edge...

Dreamworlds can maintain themselves only as glimpses. Once the writer transports the reader across the threshold, nothing that was promised can be delivered. What was ominous becomes ordinary; what was bizarre, quotidian. Unless you simply...

It is necessary to distinguish between history and fantasy wherever possible. And then use them against each other.

People won’t change until the pain of not changing is greater than the pain changing brings.

You used to scream so well when you were scared, back when I lived under your bed.

You’re starting to look like you did before, and that’s not good because what you looked like was complete shit, so get up and go to bed so I can stop acting like your mother....

I don’t ever dream about you and meI don’t ever make up stuff about usThat would be considered insanityI don’t ever drive by your houseTo see if you’re inI don’t even have an opinionOn that...

Fantasy is totally wide open; all you really have to do is follow the rules you’ve set. But if you’re writing about science, you have to first learn what you’re writing about.

He’ll probably be a bit Looneyville for a while.

I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart...

Guerilla warfare? I was in way over my head. I told myself that I could do this. It was guerilla warfare every time I went to sleep.

Yes, I’m Daniel Tahi.” I know what your lips taste like.I know you roll your eyes when you think someone is an idiot. I know that you wish you were six inches shorter because you...

We hope you have found challenge in your path this morning.” — Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

No one ever said you can’t have world dominance and a little romance too.

One of the most brilliant Russian writers of the twentieth century, Yevgeny Zamyatin belongs to the tradition in Russian literature represented by Gogol, Leskov, Bely, Remizov, and, in certain aspects of their work, also by...

suspension of disbelief’, that beloved criterion of positivist criticism supposedly serving to establish the legitimacy of the fantastic, confirms this hegemony.

Always give the rabble something to love and something to hate.

We all straddle the abyss, Penny. If you never look down, how will you ever know who you are or what you will become? Your dad could never be ashamed of you, because falling in...

Where moments before the bright morning sun flickered through the branches of the huge oak trees surrounding the property, every-thing in a ten yard radius immediately went pitch dark. The air, already a chilly fifty...

it’s the way he uses language—which is nothing like the way fantasists used language before him. There’s no sense of nostalgia. There’s no medieval floridness. There’s no fairy tale condescension to the child reader. It’s...

«Non ti è chiara una cosa, voglio godermi il calore del tuo corpo fino in fondo. Sai che voglio dire? Non vorrei consumare prima della tua consacrazione alla famiglia,ma è così difficile resisterti», disse accarezzandomi...

Sometimes what we don’t want is actually what we need.

You must let what happens happen. Everything must be equal in your eyes, good and evil, beautiful and ugly, foolish and wise.

There is no getting away from the past or from one’s destiny.

I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.

I made a sorry face in response to such strong insistence, but I couldn’t believe him. Fantasies were exactly that..…..fantasies. Whimsy. Wishes. Mere castles in the sky without foundation or substance. Dreams didn’t come true....

You may choose to live in a world of fantasy if you like, my dear, but I am a realist.

Rupert: “… At this rate, somebody is bound to upset the Warlock once too often, and we’ll end up with a Court full of bemused looking toads.””He wouldn’t dare use his magic here,” said the...

Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.

May you and your triple cursed wash water turn purple with orange spots and fall down a bottomless pit!

Show me a fantasy novel about Chernobyl–there isn’t one! Because reality is more fantastic.

Wartet!”, rief Elizabeth und lief dem Captain nach. “Und wer bringt mich an Land? Der Kodex der Bruderschaft besagt …” Captain Barbossa fuhr herum und spie ihr die Worte förmlich ins Gesicht: “Erstens: Eure Rückkehr...

That’s where the deceased chose to reside and that is where he will be placed.” Kekaju and the Hidden Swamp

And the Flatline aligned the nose of Kuang’s sting with the center of the dark below. And dove. Case’s sensory input warped with their velocity. His mouth filled with an aching taste of blue. His...

All real fantasy is serious. Only faked fantasy is not serious. That is why it is so wrong to impose faked fantasy on children….

The minute grains of sand slipped silently down the curved hourglass, no matter how many times the people of Earth willed them not to. Time, fate and the actions of others were out of their...

I do like fantasy films.

He had been trying to measure the distance between the earth and God.