Even now I ask myself, what would have happened if I had gone to the cove with Tansy that Thursday afternoon, instead of going to the beach? If I had stayed away from the boat...

You couldn’t hide from bad things and pretend they didn’t exist–that left you with a dream world, and dream worlds eventually crumbled. You had to face the truth. And then decide what you wanted.

and their days make no story for they were good and joyful and without event

Cabeza de Vaca had wrapped her in his arms and in his language, whispering about a life she did not understand although understanding seemed to form just beyond the sea and sand, waiting there for...

What is literature but the expression of moods by the vehicle of symbol and incident? And are there not moods which need heaven, hell, purgatory, and faeryland for their expression, no less than this dilapidated...

Are you compensating for something, Monroe?” –Bastian

I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of...

The difference between the quest for the Holy Grail and someone saying ‘bring me a cup’ is the flavor text and the number of stops involved.

Her silent singing wrapped around the story she was telling herself, which she extended further every night on the deck. (Averill often told herself stories– the activity seemed to her as unavoidable as dreaming.) Her...

Loss reshapes us and teaches us to fill ourselves with something new. If we resist, we feel as you do. Hollow. Empty.

Oh God, this is my fantasy! Where those just-friend boys suddenly realize they love me.”I don’t know if this was like that.”What happened?’He thought for a moment. ‘Well. I realized I loved her.’Hannah gasped. ‘Oh...

Love when you can, and fight when you must, but stand together and never give up, not to the enemy, and not on each other.

Has no one done my son a service and assassinated you yet?” “No assassins yet,” Wit said, amused. “I guess I’ve already got too much ass sass of my own.”…”Oh really, Wit” she said. “I...

Do you always blindly follow orders from your master? You are no more than a common mutt,’ Varg growled.Tain laughed. ‘He is not my master, jotun. I serve no god, so I certainly serve no...

Don’t forget – no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

Shut up!” Finn turned, furious. “Look at you both! The only friends I have in this hell and all you can do is fight over me. Do either of you care about me? Not the...

Magie ist das, was wir tief in uns spüren, wenn wir lächeln

Es ist eine Leidenschaft, aus Liebe geboren, von Verzweiflung genährt und durch Trauer besiegelt.

No valía la pena perder el tiempo en intentar cambiar el mundo; bastaba con evitar que el mundo lo cambiase a uno.

I had evolved a year too soon, and it nearly broke me

Have I ever told you how glad I am we’re not enemies? Eragon asked.No, but it’s very sweet of you.

I hate when I look in my closet and find clothes instead of Narnia.

… three minutes.

As has already been noted, fantastic literature developed at precisely the moment when genuine belief in the supernatural was on the wane, and when the sources provided by folklore could safely be used as literary...

I love you, Jocelyn, and nothing, not even death, will ever keep me away from you.

Time often sheds light on curious circumstances.Something we thought was a crazy miscalculation may, in fact, turn out to be the key component to the winning play.

Por encima de todo, había aprendido la lección que su soberbio hijo jamás entendería. Que el verdadero poder, si quiere perdurar, debe ser anónimo, permanecer oculto y manejar los hilos desde las sombras. Pues si...

I stand in Minas Anor, the Tower of the Sun; and behold! the Shadow has departed! I will be a Shieldmaiden no longer, nor vie with the great Riders, nor take joy only in the...

Vivant sans souffle,Froid comme la mort,Jamais assoiffé, toujours buvant,En cotte de mailles, jamais cliquetant.(Le poisson)

They were rebellious through their artistic expression and their uplifting spirits

Spread your wings. Fly as far to know who you are.

Thank-you, son,’ said his father. ‘I want you to know we’re bothproud of you. Take care, and keep in touch if you can.’‘Or even better, visit!’ said his mother, ‘our home isn’t completewithout you!

Look, I went to a lot of trouble to come here and try to help you. I’m in more trouble than I can guess, but if you don’t want my help… maybe I should have...

Horses are of a breed unique to Fantasyland. They are capable of galloping full-tilt all day without a rest. Sometimes they do not require food or water. They never cast shoes, go lame or put...

There is a rule for fantasy writers: The more truth you mix in with a lie, the stronger it gets.

You are blessed with a knack for sucking the wonder out of the extraordinary.

I like remembering her as she was—a fantasy of the future.

You wouldn’t believe how boring of a job it is, tasting food to make sure it isn’t poisoned.

If you put your heart, mind and soul into it, there’s nothing you can’t do!

If, Your Highness, is a word that will steal your soul. Do not waste your thoughts on ifs. What is done is done. Look to the future.

Curious about these new entities, the elementals asked why the gods were in the shape they were.”We are bipedal,” Erebus said. “We wish to be distinguished from the animals.””What are animals?” an elemental asked.”We’re not...

Take courage. You do not yet see your own abilities because you have never been tested. You have never demonstrated to yourself or anyone all that you can do. Put your fears aside and trust...

When you walk,go different roads that take you nowhere,and see your world.

But when the wizard is onstage as the main character, you have to adopt what I call the Jack Vance Rule. I call it this because Jack Vance is the first author successfully and adroitly...

Rise like the hero you were born to be, or die the slave you think you are.

Living with thieves, it would be a matter of moments before they picked the lock, but she certainly was not going to make it easy for them.

What are you about?” said the vehicle as a panel popped open to reveal delicate components. “I am not accustomed to such usage.”The little man said nothing, but began to rearrange connections and sever some...

There’s a time and place for everything, and I believe it’s called ‘fan fiction’.

You can’t believe everything people tell you – not even if those people are your own brain.

Okay, I deserved that,” I admitted.