Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic.

I loved his enormous aptitude for compassion, adoration and respect. That was his way of showing love. He lacked the capacity for wickedness, and that caressed my belief that he might just be an angel....

This place is alive,” Sunni said in wonder. “Things are moving. Inside a painting.

I am awake. I know what you took. I am coming for you. Vengeance is mine.

Am I supposed to feel so much awe and so on about the Godking? After all, he’s just a man … He’s about fifty years old, and he’s bald. And I’ll bet he has to...

Sometimes the rues don’t work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

He is the one pocket of warmth in a sea of ice.

Jimmy: When you die, I dieSora: Wow, that’s some serious relationship!

Dirge of the dying and the stench of fear,Black souls repent as hell draws near,” – Percy Pemmeney the smuggler, from Curse of Ancient Shadows.

Sometimes you can’t figure out the truth because you’re asking people that are emotionally or socially invested in you to be brutally honest. Often family or friends will tell you what you want to hear,...

Where have all the Fembots gone?

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.

Love is whole. Love cannot be divided from itself. Love knows all paths, where even gods and cats are blind.

The reality of life is chaos; the fantasy of man is order. (..) The world of art, the world of games, the world of politics, so many worlds men make for themselves, are in a...

But it is cute. It’s such a boy thing to do.Drop dead.Aw, you say the most romantic things.

Woman? Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man. – Daenerys Targaryen

We are not at the pinnacle of our power, of our existence. We have scrambled to the top of an ant-hill at the bottom of the world’s highest mountain. We have long way still to...

Everything was quiet now. It was even too freaky quiet. The house seemed big without anyone else inside. It felt lonely; like a ghost town.

Alexandra Zahradnik ha fatto il botto”.

I am ewe to your ram. How can I call myself a man anymore?””The penis is a dead giveaway.

My dad liked to say that magic itself is never black; only the uses to which it is put, but mind magic is already tinted a deep, dark gray.

Those are for dissecting dwarves and children,” The Saw Man said, gravely.

So you do believe in… true love? she whispered.I took a deep breath, I think I have to, I said, blinking back tears. Without it, we’re all going nowhere.

Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don’t you think? The fantasy is often better. That’s where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that’s why we’re often so unhappy. But fantasy...