Where there is a monster, there is a miracle.

Who are you?Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?I have. I am fucking crazy.But I am free.

I’d rather be lost than be somewhere I don’t belong.

At his words not my body, but my soul bucked, decimating barriers that until then had been untouched.

What do you insolent merfolks want with me now? I swear I haven’t eaten any of your children.”-Ursula

It’s all short, sweet and simple, but it’s all a moment’s worth.

But it’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

Energy is a being yet is not. For it to materialise it must be pure thus it turns into a crystal like form.That is the true being of the Elders and the Three Immortal Blades.And...

An elegant sari was draped across her figure; magnificent, painstakingly embroidered, and in a shade of deep red, it was even more lavish than the gowns she had worn every day since arriving at the...

My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it’d created the only type of guy I could touch—a fantasy one.

It’s not enough to listen to their words. You have to mine their silences for buried ore. It’s often only in the lies that we refuse to speak that truth can be heard at all.

I’m sorry I ruined your homecoming.”He kissed me once more and then shook his head. “The only thing that could ruin this is not being with you.

My father always said that government is like watching another man piss in your boot. Someone feels better but it certainly isn’t you.

It was always easy to think that happiness and wisdom lay in the shadows, in places that have never yet been seen.

Let’s try to limit our use of stealth mode from now on,” I said.

Most of the time romance isn’t even about love, anyway. It’s about escape. Fantasy. Salvation from the mundane. Save me from boredom, from exhaustion, from my undersexed body, from microwave dinners and reality TV, from...

I remained silent, adrift in a torrent of mixed feelings. The Binding urged me to curl up in his embrace, to lose myself in his scent and surrender to his lips again; however, my own...

If you want to write a fantasy story with Norse gods, sentient robots, and telepathic dinosaurs, you can do just that. Want to throw in a vampire and a lesbian unicorn while you’re at it?...

But if it so happens … a work … under pain of otherwise becoming shameful or false, requires fantasy … [and that] certain limbs or elements of a figure are altered by borrowing from other...

Your brain is a forest,And the nerves are trees.When the branches touch,Snaps jumps between the leaves.

Many years ago, plunging was discovered when the moon was in two halves- it’s all about dreams, you see

She was a perfectly clean slate–a total enigma.

Someday, I’ll get it right.

Greydor will eat us!

Answer me immediately or I’ll start cutting away everything that’s pretty on you…and then put it back.

I started picturing Rens smiling face, the warmth of his touch, the slight curl of his lip before he kissed me. Every happy memory came rushing back through the blackness illuminating it in brilliant color.

A man could only spend so much of his time ignoring the present before the present made him a thing of the past.

Let’s just say that once the party was over, the Tribe had the decency to put most of the things back into place with the possible, and otherwise notable, exception of the platypus and a...

The best I can say, it’s like this. A man’s in his skin, see, like a nut in its shell … It’s hard and strong, that shell, and it’s all full of him. Full of...

People should decide on the books’ meanings for themselves. They’ll find a story that attacks such things as cruelty, oppression, intolerance, unkindness, narrow-mindedness, and celebrates love, kindness, open-mindedness, tolerance, curiosity, human intelligence.

If you believe it, is it real, or is it real because you believe it?

CAIAPHAS! FOREVER! CAI—”And with a piercing whistle it ended as his eardrums burst.

… all sorts of wonderful things got washed up on the beach – crates of clothes and cutlery and children’s toys, boxes of engine parts and television screens and electrical wires like tangled snakes in...

Maybe, just maybe, if I ‘m lucky enough, I ‘m still just having a bad trip.

Before she could let herself think, Clara burst from the door and bolted for the table. People just began turning when she grasped the guest and shoved him to the ground, the chair flying backwards....

Not different, but special!

He sighed and opened the black box and took out his rings and slipped them on. Another box held a set of knives and Klatchian steel, their blades darkened with lamp black. Various cunning and...

When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.

You cannot be betrayed by your enemies, only your friends.

Love is when you’d rather see someone one last time and die, than never see their face again.

In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.

I didn’t wait for Luck. I tore after it with a truck.

I once knew a girl who was like a dying rainbow. Her colors were incomparable, her countenance a whirlwind of brilliance. As much as she shone, however, she faded into nothingness, at times so quickly...

Relate comic things in pompous fashion. Irregularity, in other words the unexpected, the surprising, the astonishing, are essential to and characteristic of beauty. Two fundamental literary qualities: supernaturalism and irony. The blend of the grotesque...

Err on the side of awesome.

Everyone looks at me like I’m stark naked standing on a glacier petting a penguin.

Romance is finding your fantasy in people who don’t have it.

When you stop being owned by your emotions you’ll stop feeling vulnerable to people. ~ Remiel

Die Welt ist wie Wasser, scharlachrot und sanft gefärbt mit hellem Himmel. Und manchmal sind die Träume, die sich tief in den vergessenen Liedern unserer Kindheit verbergen, wie die Pfade in den Tiefen Wäldern, von...

Fantasy. Lunacy.All revolutions are, until they happen, then they are historical inevitabilities.