I have a private theory, Sir, that there are no heroes and no monsters in this world. Only children should be allowed to use these words

Katie began to draw in the secrecy of her room, in anger at first, using her mother’s pencils and whatever paper she could find. Sometimes, she had to steal from Nader’s study to replenish her...

She was torn between the impulse to run and the urge to curl up like a pill bug, close her eyes, tuck her head beneath her arms, and play the game of since-I-can’t-see-monsters-monsters-can’t-see-me.

In fairy tales, monsters exist to be a manifestation of something that we need to understand, not only a problem we need to overcome, but also they need to represent, much like angels represent the...

Everyone carries around his own monsters.—Richard Pryor

Some monsters disguise themselves so well you don’t realize that they’re monsters until it’s too late. You check all of the usual places: under the bed, in the closet, behind the shower curtain, around that...

My world burns severe.Pockets of sweltering air attack every inch of me exposed, heated by fire spewed forth from the lungs of dragons. For defense I raise a glowing sword that shines by virtue of...

What if it turns out there really are witches and vampires and werewolves living right here alongside us? After all, what better disguise could there be than to get your image enshrined in the culture...

Philip doesn’t let go, his eyes glinting with rage. “We’re gonna survive this thing,and we’re gonna do it by being bigger monsters than they are! You understand? There ain’t no philosophy, there ain’t no grace,...

I’m going to be a fairy.” Sarah announced, studying her file.”What a surprise.” Nicole mumbled, closing the door.

WANG. We live in a time of great change. It is easy to find monsters- and as easy to find heroes. To judge rightly what is good – to choose between good and evil –...

Men do not fear swords…they fear monsters.

We were still children and residing in the mosque from morning to evening. We were about to turn into monsters.

The reason Armand Gamache could go there was because it wasn’t totally foreign to him. He knew it because he’d seen his own burned terrain, he’d walked off the familiar and comfortable path inside his...

If they want a monster so badly they ought to be provided by one.

Everywhere that we looked, were objects & artifacts reminiscent of a bygone age. of war & destruction, of mankind’s determination to rule his neighbour, to prove how mighty he and his people are, yet a...

Nothing makes us love something more than the loss of it.