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When she stopped kissing him his hand went to her waist to pull her back. the sun beat down on us. The day quivered. The sky was as deep as the ocean. We breathed underwater.
— Karen Foxlee, The Anatomy of Wings
The strangest experiences in life are apt to lose their effect if dwelt upon long enough. ("Furze Hollow")
— A.M. Burrage
Hoga Gothyelk no longer felt anger, not truly -- only varieties of sorrow.
— R. Scott Bakker, The Darkness That Comes Before
The fantastic is in complicity with the realist model, in the claims that realism makes to represent the true face of reality. It points to the gaps and inadequacies of realism, but does not question the legitimacy of its claims to represent reality. The concept of “suspension of disbelief', that beloved criterion of positivist criticism supposedly serving to establish the legitimacy of the fantastic, confirms this hegemony.
— Michael Richardson, Dedalus Book of Surrealism 2: The Myth of the World
I believe there is an explanation for everything - although we shall never know the explanation for everything. Not everything in this world can be understood by us, nor should it be. It is not necessary.
— Steve Augarde, Celandine
Sometimes thought Liir-his first thought in weeks and weeks-sometimes I hate this marvelous land of ours. It's so much like home, and then it holds out on you.
— Gregory Maguire, Son of a Witch
One becomes sated with platitudes no less than honey, so that one often breaks another's bones in one's vexation.
— Jack Vance
Refusing what Adorno called that 'comfort in the uncomfortable' taken by the fantastic, surrealism seeks to reintegrate man into the universe.
— Michael Richardson, The Dedalus Book of Surrealism: The Identity of Things
The first time I watched him fight, I got hard. My heart pounded in my chest, and I chewed on my lip until it bled. I vowed then I would make him mine.
— Kasia Bacon, The Mutt
Violence always leads to pain" Trendal Malian- Ishtaria: Prince of Blades
— Keith Collier
You can have a failed quest, but you can't have an achieved quest and no reward.
— Sara Maitland
Stories of Fantasy are nothing more than the retelling of our own triumphs and sad, sad tragedies ... Tod LangleyI have that painted on my office wall and love to stare at it.
— Tod Langley
(Uncle) would remark that it was impossible to get by without such a (portentous and whimsical) tone when speaking of many things of this world, and especially of the things not entirely of this world.
— Vladimir Odoyevsky
Come! our world is done:For all the witchery of the world is fled,And lost all wanton wisdom long since won.
— Lionel Pigot Johnson
Love great first lines and paragraphs. From The Yiddish Policemen's Union:Nine months Landsman's been flopping at the Hotel Zamenhof without any of his fellow residents managing to get themselves murdered. Now somebody has put a bullet in the brain of the occupant of 208, a yid who was calling himself Emanuel Lasker. 
— Michael Chabon
You mistake the stars reflected in the surface of the lake at night for the heavens
— Andrzej Sapkowski, The Witcher Boxed Set: Blood of Elves, The Time of Contempt, Baptism of Fire
Your kiss just seems too realYour touch the only thing I feelFrom your presence I can't seem to healA love without a sealThe faceless ghost in my dreams that I can't evade
— Evy Michaels
If they follow the way of Money Chiefs, they shall die. Earth is sick and can no longer care for her children. Now, Earth’s children must care for Earth. Continue to pollute rivers and oceans – rivers and oceans shall drown you. Pollute sky – Sun Spirit shall burn you. Kill more trees – unclean air shall strangle you. Kill more Spirits – disease shall destroy you. Already, Money Chiefs’ skin burns. Their lungs choke on unclean air. Poisoned water spreads disease among them and all Spirits. Rising rivers and oceans shall sweep their homes and lives away. Money Chiefs think money heals broken lives. Unchanged, in the end, Money Chiefs’ money shall cost them their lives. -Frederic Perrin Rella Two Trees―The Money Chiefs
— Frédéric Perrin
He knew that the disdain for death and crazy courage of youngsters stemmed from a lack of imagination.
— Andrzej Sapkowski
[We let] the universality of fantasy, of once upon a time, allow escapist fiction to be more than just that - to also bring us home.
— Guy Gavriel Kay, Tigana
A few steps into the trees, you glance back to see the snow has already covered your prints.
— Jennifer M Zeiger
The cave sits tucked deep within the mass of rocks that sprout like moles from the forest floor.
— Jennifer M Zeiger
The arrow's away and you're pulling the second before the first hits its mark
— Jennifer M Zeiger
I have no way to describe this, and I am positive that this is all just a horrible dream I have yet to wake up from. The vice principle is insane. My own uncle is insane. Those stupid kids are insane. Mother Nature is insane...
— J. Copeland
There's no point in fighting for the throne if you're not going to make a difference.
— Rhiannon Thomas
I chose to make your wish come true because I saw through your heart, Yeol. I know how it feels to be so profoundly lonely. I know rejection, I know pain. I know what it’s like to be trapped in an immortal life without love. But you know, Chanyeol; that even if I was a star, I’d still love you.
— baeconandeggs, Animae Sine Amore Immortales
No. You surpass us all." Beside me she looked colorless and frail. "You are like a living rose among wax flowers. We may last forever, but you bloom brighter and smell sweeter, and draw blood with your thorns.
— Margaret Rogerson
You can't mean to dance with the lass; she's great with child!"Killian smiled broadly at this. "Aye, well, I do indeed intend to dance with her and, aye, I'm aware she carries a child!" He leaned closer to the woman and whispered as he spoke the next bit, "I'm the man who planted the seed!""Och!" The woman's ruddy colored cheeks darkened further and she huffed aloud, her continued disapproval evident, so Killian baited her and pushed the issue further still."And were all your six daughters a product of immaculate conception, then, Maire, or were they created in the usual way?
— Leigh Ann Edwards, A Chieftain's Wife
None of this is real, my dear. Not this house, not this conversation, not those shoes you're wearing--which are several years out of style if you're trying to reacclimatize yourself to the ways of your peers, and are not proper mourning shoes if you're trying to hold fast to your recent past--and not either one of us. 'Real' is a four-letter-word, and I'll thank you to use it as little as possible while you live under my roof.
— Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway
No more shall the birds or the beasts seek to harm me,From the power that has held them, they will henceforth be set freeAnd should another such attempt dare come to beThe doer of the spell shall be so cursed ten-fold, plus three!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, A Chieftain's Wife
I swear the man could seduce the holy mother!
— Leigh Ann Edwards, A Chieftain's Wife
Have you never thought how danger must surround power as shadow does light? This sorcery is not a game we play for pleasure or for praise. Think of this: that every word, every act of our Art is said and is done either for good, or for evil. Before you speak or do you must know the price that is to pay!
— Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
I’m not really sure why Ziggy puts up with me.I’m broken. Mostly because of the broken woman who spawned me. I swear, adults should have to get a license to make a kid. Prove they’ve got their shit together before they bring a child into the world. My mom tried, I think. She thought she could piece herself into something resembling a mother by dropping the drugs and dropping the need to feed her overblown selfish streak. But she failed.
— Rachel A. Marks, Fire and Bone
Her anger, so useful just moments before, was getting the better of her now. She could hear it; she was too loud. Nira had counseled her again and again on the importance of holding her tongue and her peace. Ironic, given the source, but good advice all the same.
— Brian Staveley, The Last Mortal Bond
If you intend to heal the breach,” she went on, “as you claim. If you intend to abide by the treaty we have both signed, then I am the Emperor, Annur’s Emperor, and your Emperor, and you will address me properly.”“I’ve always found that those most insistent on their titles,” Moss replied, “are those least deserving of them.
— Brian Staveley, The Last Mortal Bond
Above all else, do not fear to climb the victory tower.
— Kate Elliott, Buried Heart
There's no secret to winning. Act boldly when you need to, and be cautious when you must.
— Kate Elliott, Buried Heart
My lips twitched into a righteous smile. I felt godlike. Justified. Valko would pay for his crimes here and now, and I wound not weep with regret.
— Kathryn Purdie, Crystal Blade
Life is a weirdly themed party
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
People can always say I don't look impressive enough, but they can't argue over how strong I am once I punch them in the face.
— F.C. Yee, The Epic Crush of Genie Lo
That is why I take the younger ones, you see. You already give parts of your hearts away so easily--little fragments attached to celebrities, to hobbies, to ill-fated love affairs. Your kind have the best chance at survival.
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
I like to keep my dreams attainable. Eat cheese, sleep on a nice bed, have my work in the same museum as Rothko--the usual.
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
This is what we are for, Alin,” the older guardsman said, turning to his companion. Adare had never heard anyone use Birch’s first name. She hadn’t even known it herself. “Our lives for hers. If she refuses this, there’s no saying what the zealots will do to her.”“There’s no saying what the zealots will do if she agrees,” Birch pointed out. “We can’t save her if we’re dead.”“That is a risk that the princess will have to assess for herself. Our duty is to serve.”“I thought service meant fighting,” Birch protested, but the anger had gone out of him. Resignation thinned his voice.“Sometimes, Alin,” Fulton replied, nodding. “And sometimes it means dying.
— Brian Staveley, The Providence of Fire
We're all just moments and most of us don't matter. We study less than one percent of all humanity in our history books.
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
I just want to matter,' he said unsmiling. It was like pulling a curtain back, peering behind a mask made of smiles and quips. This was the real James, this young, bright, desperate thing. There was a burning intensity to his eyes, and she saw for the first time a boy who would sell his heart--not for some hobby, but because he thought it was the only way to life the life he wanted. They had that in common.
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
Knitting is a good way to pass the time when you're waiting for something to die.
— David Demchuk, The Bone Mother
To live a fantasy is to avoid a life.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
He had never been willing to believe that life had to be as gray and dull as people claimed. He heard them saying: “Life is like that,” but he couldn’t agree. He never stopped believing in mysteries and miracles.
— Michael Ende, The Neverending Story
The God-War is coming.
— John Gwynne, Malice
But were they truly victims? If they made a deal, knowing fully what they were trading for a wish--but then again, could a person ever truly know the consequences of giving away their heart?
— Emily Lloyd-Jones, The Hearts We Sold
I would offer congratulations were it not for this tentacle gripping my leg.
— Jack Vance, Cugel saga
Good children do taste better, but there are so few of them. If you can be satisfied with naughty children, you will always have food on the table. They are never in short supply.
— David Demchuk, The Bone Mother
Inside, a deep-rooted force raged, buried in her psyche from eons before, percolating with a primordial awakening that had been long forgotten, until now.
— R. W.  Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul
Most of my kin are bastards," [Tyrion] said with a wry smile, "but you're the first I've had to friend.
— George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
But I'm not dead," Blue pointed out."BUT YOU ARE PRETTY SHORT.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue
When single shines the triple sun,What was sundered and undoneShall be whole, the two made oneBy Gelfling hand, or else by none.
— Jim Henson
If ever there were three mismatched riders, it was us- the crown prince of Dalbreck, the Assassin of Venda, and the fugitive princess of Morrighan. Sons and daughter of three kingdoms, each bent on domination of the other two.
— Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness
You have to make your peace with Kaden, and he with you. You are not on opposite sides anymore. Do you understand?
— Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness
Somewhere beyond all that, on an unseeable horizon, was Morrighan and all the people who lived there, going about their lives, unaware. My brothers. Pauline. Berdi. Gwyneth. And more patrols like Walther's who would meet their deaths, as unaware as I had once been.  I want to go with you.  Where I was going was no place for Natiya. It was hardly a place for me.
— Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness
But for a society build on exploitation, there is no greater threat than having no one left to oppress.
— N.K. Jemisin, The Stone Sky
To the stars who listen – and the dreams that are answered.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin
For long minutes, we stood there. Until I said, “Let’s go find somewhere to eat – outside.”	“Hmmm.” He showed no sign of letting go.	I looked up at last. Found his eyes shining with that familiar, wicked light. “I think I’m hungry for something else,” he purred.	My toes curled in my boots, but I lifted my brows and said cooly, “Oh?”	Rhys nipped at my earlobe, then whispered in my ear as he winnowed us up to our bedroom, where two plates of food now waited on the desk. “I owe you for last night, mate.”	He gave me the courtesy, at least, of letting me pick what he consumed first; me or the food.	I picked wisely.
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin
His blue eyes slice through me and make me wish I hadn't come.
— Kathey Gray, The Blake Brothers
If all we are is what people think we are, then we're all screwed.
— Rhoda Belleza, Empress of a Thousand Skies
I ran to the beat of the forest song, the pulse of the wind and melody of the birds seemed ignite a flame my blood. The swaying of the trees and the hiss of the bromegrass called out to me, urging me to go faster and run harder.
— Kennedy Vega, The Taborda Chosen
Only in Xanth would parents see a dragon looming over their children and depart with confidence.
— Piers Anthony, Yon Ill Wind
Her hand warmed from his touch and she hoped the cloud-covered moon hid her blush.
— Carla Reighard, Travelers
I spend one evening with a handsome merman, and I become a silly mermaid with a crush.
— Carla Reighard, Travelers
The smile she felt cross her face probably could be seen from outer space, it was so large.
— Carla Reighard, Travelers
You are never too old to have an active imagination.
— Carla Reighard, Elle's Magical Shoes
The reality of life is that we are all living someone else's dream. Now that's everyone's fantasy.
— Anthony T. Hincks
NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLOM OF NIT CAN STAY THESE MESENGERS ABOT THEIR DUTY
— Terry Pratchett
Being recognized for your efforts… It is an impossible task. People are not particularly interested in efforts of others. Even if they recognized your efforts, they will forget it quickly, and instead…for a much longer time, they will remember you for your mistakes.
— Green Tea
Farther down the riverbank sat a young man dressed all in white. He was the only person in sight. His hair was white, his skin chalk pale, and he sat and stared up and down the river, as if he were admiring the view. He looked like how Victorian Romantic poets looked just before the consumption and drug abuse really started to cut it." --Good Omens pg.191-192
— Terry Pratchett, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch
And so the lion fell in love with the lamb. what a stupid lamb. what a sick, masochistic lion.
— Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
A twinge of fear entered Gwenwhyfar’s heart. It was the first she had heard of the sea farms lying in the path of danger. She wondered what had befallen a different Norseman of her acquaintance. Had her poor bodyguard, Finn, perished in one of those raids?
— Jennifer McKeithen, Atlantis On the Shores of Forever
He threw the knife at Karian’s face, deliberately catching his temple. “Sons of Kings shouldn’t play with sharp toys.
— Tracey-anne McCartney, A Carpet of Purple Flowers
fantasy gives meaning to the suffering.
— Yuval Noah Harari, Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow
Some stories need to be told time and again. Every generation forgets. Every child learns anew.
— David Demchuk, The Bone Mother
Sometimes she was Aurora. Confident. Clever. Cultured.Sometimes she was Rora. Afraid. Alone. Ashamed.And more and more, she was Roar -- bold, brash, and increasingly baffled by the situation in which she found herself. And sometimes she was none of them, lost and adrift somewhere in between, like the wildlands between Stormling cities.
— Cora Carmack, Roar
Get out of doors, Strange. Breathe air, see things. A man should have squint lines from looking at the horizon, not just from reading in dim light.
— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
Using something real does not destroy the fantastical
—  it underlines it.
Night and day the streets resounded with music, song, and the clinking of chalices and tankards, for it is well known that nothing is such thirsty work as the acquisition of knowledge.
— Andrzej Sapkowski, Blood of Elves
I am wildness and madness made flesh. You're just a girl"–he smiled, and the tips of his teeth were sharp–"and I am the wolf in the woods.
— S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong
I might not have been so young, but age alone doesn’t necessarily make you less foolish.
— Ross  Turner, Jenson
A hero ventures forth from the worldof common day into a region ofsupernatural wonder. Fabulous forcesare there encountered and a decisivevictory is won.
— Joseph Campbell
Just think of it as a picnic with guns and monsters instead of mosquitoes and ants. Do we have fun or what?
— Laurence Yep, City of Death
Far, far out on the open sea a platform of stone held firm against the tossing waves. At first sight, it appeared as nothing out of the ordinary, other than that it lay in the middle of nowhere.That was the view on the surface. Beneath the water existed an entirely alien world.
— Jennifer McKeithen, Atlantis On the Shores of Forever
Magic isn't done
—  it's only just begun!
Thank you,” I managed to say.Replying with a nod, he approached my horse. “Here, let me help you—”I slipped down myself before he could lend a hand, keeping the fur hide in my possession. “I’m not suddenly incapable because I wear a dress, Thaddeus.”“I wasn’t suggesting….” Wisely, he let the issue drop.Lifting an arm, he offered it to me. That’s when I noticed my sword in sheath belted to his waist.“That’s mine!” I declared, reaching for the hilt.Thaddeus managed a quick side-step. He hardened his jaw at my look of incredulity. I would only wait momentarily for an explanation. “I know the sword is yours, Catherine, everyone knows that. But you’re too beautiful tonight to ruin that radiant look with an ugly, leather belt strapped about you.”I was starting to think the man was using compliments as a weapon to defend himself against me. It did work to temper my anger somewhat.“I brought the sword as a cautionary act, just in case those nasty werewolves show up. Seeing how I’ll be standing beside you all evening, the blade will be at your disposal if needed.”I accepted his reasoning and stood down. “Besides,” Thaddeus added, apparently feeling safe, “what’s yours is mine now anyway.”I glared at the fool. “That works both ways, you know.”He rolled his eyes and shrugged. “If it must.”Again, he offered me his arm which I grudgingly accepted.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse
I'm dangerous for you, Abby.
— Kathey Gray, The Blake Brothers
The Lion banner sways and falls in the horror-haunted gloom;A scarlet Dragon rustles by, borne on winds of doom.In heaps the shining horsemen lie, where the thrusting lances break,And deep in the haunted mountains, the lost, black gods awake.Dead hands grope in the shadows, the stars turn pale with fright,For this is the Dragon's Hour, the triumph of Fear and Night.
— Robert E. Howard
I define science fiction as the art of the possible. Fantasy is the art of the impossible. Science fiction, again, is the history of ideas, and they're always ideas that work themselves out and become real and happen in the world. And fantasy comes along and says, 'We're going to break all the laws of physics.
— Ray Bradbury
Stop tormenting Derian.”“Me?” Edgar gaped at her with a clearly fake look of innocence.“Yes, you.”“And what about you? When will you stop tormenting him?” Edgar moved past the young queen to approach the unmoving captain. He circled the man as though he were checking out a statue on display “I’m not tormenting him; why would you say that?”“You have the poor guy believing you actually intend to marry him.” Edgar stopped to fix the captain’s collar, raising it up high and stiff around his
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Two Sisters
Eena worried to Ian in her thoughts. (You’re not going to let him walk away thinking what I think he’s thinking, are you?)(You won't change his mind. The evidence is a little suggestive. You should have just stayed behin
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Two Sisters
The memories were strange clingy things like burrs knotted in his hair. He could choose to let them be, he only felt them when he pulled them, and he could pretend they weren't there like positioning his head on a pillow so as not to notice the lumps against his scalp. But amidst the commotion of the parade—a strange cocoon—he recalled things sharply. He had a part in Dam leaving the palace, and ever since that point, his best friend was headed down a dangerous path.
— Andrew J. Peters, The Seventh Pleiade
I am wilderness and madness made flesh. You are just a girl" –he smiled, and the tips of his teeth were sharp–"and I am the wolf in the woods.
— S. Jae-Jones, Wintersong
She ran. Deeper, deeper into the mysterious Broceliande forest...
— Jennifer McKeithen, Atlantis On the Shores of Forever
But have a care! It is a bitter blade, and steel serves only those that can wield it. It will cut your hand as willingly as aught else.
— J.R.R. Tolkien
If we dare to dream, we must dare to wake up. When we come to rub our eyes wide open and face up to realness, we can clear our vision and curb a whirlwind of bewilderment that might break our mind apart, once fantasy wrangles with reality and our awareness denies the true colors of facts. ("Behind the frosted glass”)
— Erik Pevernagie
Each step I take toward him is one more step closer to home.
— Ashlee Willis, A Wish Made of Glass
Even the broken will fight
— D.P.Prior
Perhaps the so-called civilized world was a great noisy burden beneath all its wonders, and it was a relief to let go of it for a while.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
Life is naught but battles big and small, and most of them unexpected.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
Aye, well, it’s like a battle. Ya lay yer plans, then when they go wrong, ya make things up as ya go.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
High to low, roof to floor, wall to wall, and door to door; Basement deep to sky above, fill this home with light and love.
— Dani Harper, Storm Bound
Funny how being a grown-up didn’t make you any less glad to have a mom on the scene. Whether it was your own or someone else’s mother, it was like having the cavalry arrive.
— Dani Harper, Storm Bound
To hold the Gift is to protect the balance in all things and to restore harmony. To hold the Gift is to comfort the mind and spirit, and to heal both heart and body. To hold the Gift is to be a bridge between worlds and to be a bearer of light.
— Dani Harper, Storm Bound
Education and assimilation were devastatingly effective at controlling a conquered people.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
Eena turned aside, breathing shallowly as her mind raced with questions. She was glad he couldn’t read the confusion that swooped her up like a passing tornado. Was it even possible to genuinely love more than one man? Yes. Oh, yes.She knew it because her heart irrefutably felt it. She loved Derian; it was true. She wasn’t trying to convince herself of it, no matter what Edgar said. She yearned deeply for her captain. But she loved Ian too. She always had. Only she purposefully, appropriately, had set those feelings aside when he made the decision to pursue Angelle. But Angelle was gone now. No, Eena thought to herself, this changes nothing. She scolded her heart for longing for something spent and ended, for even considering the possibility. Her with Ian? No, no, it had to remain in the past.
— Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Two Sisters
How do you get free of the damnable books of Romance when everybody else is still living in them?
— Robert Anton Wilson, The Earth Will Shake: The History of the Early Illuminati
The leader, a big-bellied Mexican wearing a huge sombrero, sat in a black saddle studded with silver conchos. Spurs jingled at the heels of his boots. A necklace of human ears hung from around his neck. The blood on them still looked fairly fresh.
— James Axler, Warlord Of The Pit
Believe in magic. Believe in the impossible
— Morgan Rhodes, Gathering Darkness
Our pasts haunt us all.I regaled my beautiful audience of one with the tale of my life, not so much for entertainment, but for bold, barefaced, honest truth.
— Ross  Turner, Jenson
Better he think me rude than not think at all.
— Ross  Turner, Jenson
I warned you I like to play games.
— Tiffany Reisz, The Red
I intend to make you scream for me, Riley.
— Keri Arthur, Full Moon Rising
The dream chooses the dreamer, not the other way around....
— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer
You of all people should know that women play a bigger factor in the game of thrones than men.
— Alyson Serena Stone
Once upon a time, there had been a seventeen-year-old assassin who had never let anyone get closer to her. Then, with the turning of a page, her story changed forever.
— Alyson Serena Stone, Once
What can I say? Some women are killers.
— Alyson Serena Stone, Once
What kind of person do you wish to be? A part of those who take action, who try the hardest, or of those who go with the flow?
— S.N. Lemoing, Le royaume d'Harcilor
It was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into into night to make a great arching line of which I couldn't see the end, a night in which I roamed alone under cold, mindless stars.
— Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire
The Magical Negro rested his red cane on his shoulder and leisurely strolled into the forest to see if he could find him some hobbits, castles, dragons, princesses, and all that other shit.
— Nnedi Okorafor, Kabu Kabu
I beg your pardon. Sometimes, it's true I can be stubborn.'	'Sometimes?' she added derisively.	'Quite often,' he tempered.
— S.N. Lemoing, Powerful - Tome 1 : The Realm of Harcilor
You have to hold on and be patient. Pain lasts for a while, but you must leave room for happiness when you find it.
— S.N. Lemoing, Powerful - Tome 1 : The Realm of Harcilor
The Contract had an air of esoteric mysticism when it covered topics related to the universe’s deepest secrets, yet it was gratuitously specific regarding the wrath of Thotash and the penalty for default. Huge swaths of the unholy text were dedicated to the terrors and woes that would fall upon those who failed to meet the Terms, including pestilences of the skin, debilitating afflictions of vital organs, nameless horrors from forgotten dimensions, and the “rain of teeth,” though whose teeth was uncertain. Article VIII, section 3, subsection B was particularly unsettling, assuming one had sufficient familiarity with anatomy to grasp it fully
— J. Zachary Pike, The Cabal of Thotash
Write for joy. It is the *only* reason to write. Whatever happens to your books afterward, just write for joy. Send your current one out when it's done and forget it, start another, and keep on writing for joy. Words I now live by. Welwyn Wilton Katz
— Welwyn Wilton Katz, The Third Magic
Lark’s SongThat child who from Diana’s thought is bornA huntress swift, who doth the world adornWith strength and passion worthy of the GreenMay wax, and one day rise to be a queen.That child who in the eye of Phoebus growsOf visage fair, that none would dare opposeMay in her hand hold light and glory too,And to the Light hold sternly staunch and true.That child who with the face of Venus smiles,Will bear a heart of mischief and of wiles,And may in time love’s faithful bonds fulfilWhile bending lesser hearts unto her will.That child who with Athena’s grace doth moveMay to all eyes her worldly wisdom proveAnd make right wise and fulsome use thereofTo measure all who seek to win her love.That child who with grim Circe’s tongue foretells Enmeshing faithful hearts within her spellsBy dint of sly mendacity and guile,All innocence and virtue may defile.That child who by her cunning doth conniveMay by fair Tyche’s fortune wax and thriveAnd come in time to sit upon a throne;Or fail and fall, forsaken and alone.That child may choose to hark to glory’s callAnd shine in splendour, loved by one and all;Or cleave to darkness, hated and reviled:Chance crafts the fate of every fate-touched child.
— D. Alexander Neill
Writing is one of the best therapies that exist. Either on paper, computer, phone or tablet, in any form it is helpful. Whenever you feel like writing, just do it. Let the words flow out of your mind and heart. It doesn’t have to make sense to anyone but you. Some people may find easier to express themselves in writing than verbally. While you will have time to choose the best words, you will also escape the fear of immediate reaction. Take your time and play with the words until you feel you got them right. One can write about anything. About a dream, a fantasy, a love story, happenings during the day, an apology or a greeting, everything is permitted in the world of writing. There it is no good or bad.
— Nico J. Genes
Luke would always remember the day of his drowning
— Alison Cooklin, The Light Travellers: Luke's Journey
If there's one thing I've learned in my eighteen life-cycles, it's that the most special moments--the most magical pockets of out existence--are always going to be the parts of us that the rest of the world won't understand.
— Jane Washington, Jaymin Eve
Down is up, up is down. Good is Wicked, Wicked is Good. The times are changing. This is what Oz has come to.
— Danielle Paige, Dorothy Must Die
Regardless of my age, such a trivial thing isn’t important, it was upon that decision which my life hung.
— Ross  Turner, Jenson
We deal with so many nightmares on a regular basis. When I’m watching a horror movie, there’s a pattern, a sense of control in them. I’m just an observer, not having to deal with any of the repercussions. It’s a nice dream to think monsters play by the rules, that they’ve got a pattern you can unlock and follow. Real life’s messy, and the chaos leaves you devastated in the wake.
— Katherine McIntyre, Rising for Autumn
Come with me Tlothy. Lady misfortune always brings together the unlucky.” Said Aissawa laughing.
— Abdelouahab Hammoudi, Lamalif and the Toad Skin Hat: Setwara
I awoke with an insatiable desire to end my life.
— Ross  Turner, Jenson
Sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Perhaps Nesta will take up the blood-drinking habit, too. I certainly believe her threat to rip out my throat. Maybe she'll enjoy the taste.
— Sarah J. Maas
Morning and eveningMaids heard the goblins cry:'Come buy our orchard fruits,Come buy, come buy
— Christina Rossetti, Goblin Market
Love knows all.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
The pain in my heart was worse than anything I ever imagined. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. All I could feel was the void of her absence growing stronger inside me, and the panic of not ever seeing her eyes open again struck me like an iron whip.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
Disclosures of childhood sexual abuse have frequently been discredited through the diagnosis of hysteria. In this view, women/female children were seen either as culpable seducers who were not really damaged by the sex abuse or as dramatic fantasizers projecting their own incestuous wishes onto the father. I will argue that this view pervades the false-memory movement and can be found, for example, in Gardner's work (1992).
— Judith L. Alpert, Sexual Abuse Recalled
I can’t reason when I’m around you.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
Every hero is scared. That-s what being brave is about - confronting fear.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
How about this then." Chase shifted on the bed. Even without looking, Connie knew he was leaning over earnestly, his brilliant, lying black eyes full of sincerity. "I've missed you desperately. I'm overjoyed to find you again. Will you marry me?
— Zoe Chant, Firefighter Pegasus
Fight for faith, and hope will be born.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
While his body was left behind, his soul soared into the heavens. He did not pause at Celestia’s gates. No, that was not the true Celestial realm. Even as it floated among the skies and hosted its angelic ward, it was nothing more than a city. The place the Hallowed sought was beyond such petty creatures. He did not give it another passing glance as he ascended.
— A.J. Flowers, Fallen to Grace
Gabriel: What’s the point of having power, if one cannot use it? What’s the point of immortality, if one cannot truly live?
— A.J. Flowers, Fallen to Grace
Gabriel drew the strength up his calves and thighs to spin himself in a dizzying turn. Most angels didn’t take the time to train their legs, but Gabriel wasn’t like most angels.
— A.J. Flowers, Fallen to Grace
As the flesh gets in the way of our ideals, we regulate ourselves unto enslavement and inhumanity.The human spirit then dies and the animal in us returns.
— Earl Warhus, Buddha's Cross
Chase leaned on the table, staring Sammy straight in the eye. "If you ever, ever try to harm my mate again, in any way, no matter how indirectly, I will find you.
— Zoe Chant, Firefighter Pegasus
I love you more than too much.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
they start in the ice garden, through the twins grow impatient with leisurely pace that celia prefers to take around the frozen trees. before they have traveled halfway through the space they are begging to ride the carousel instead.
— Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus
Love her enough to let her live.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
It was hope that brought me love.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
Because I know you live on the hope of seeing a better tomorrow, unlike the skeptics who have nothing to live for today. I would rather die with hope, than to live without any hope at all.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
The two weary but still talkative wizards sat in a pair of fan-backed chairs and pitched pebbles at the drunken satyr in the fountain. They talked about wars, enchantments, and obscure facts until the sky above the forest began to be fringed with pale blue.
— John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost
When he had brushed a thin coat of dust off the pebbled leather cover of one volume, he saw the words: Register of All Wizards and Warlocks of the South Kingdom and of the North Kingdom from the Beginning of the World to the Present Time.
— John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost
He had taken the precaution of closing the inside shutters of the only window, and his staff, though it leaned lightly on the door, was capable of keeping out anyone who did not want to smash his way in with an ax.
— John Bellairs, The Face in the Frost
Imagine that you traveled all over the world, looking for happiness, looking for thrills to pass the time. Imagine seeing everything there is to see and still not finding happiness. Well, that would give you a very bleak outlook on life, would it not?
— Tricia Levenseller, Daughter of the Pirate King
There are different kinds of love you experience in life. Loving someone differently doesn't mean loving a person less than you love someone else. Love is love.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
Everyone has something dark in their past. I suppose it's our job to overcome it. And if we can't overcome it, then all we can do is make the most of it.
— Tricia Levenseller, Daughter of the Pirate King
I predict a bad end for your race, humans,' Zoltan Chivay said grimly. 'Every sentient creature on this earth, when it falls into want , poverty and misfortune, usually cleaves to his own. Because it's easier to survive the bad times in a group, helping one another. But you humans, you just wait for a chance to make money from other people's mishaps. When there's hunger you don't want want to share out your food, you just devour the weakest ones. The practice works among wolves, since it lets the healthiest and strongest individuals survive. But among sentient races selection of that kind usually allows the biggest bastards to survive and dominate the rest.
— Andrzej Sapkowski, Baptism of Fire
I stood at the grassy edge and tentatively dipped my toe into the water. I watched the ripple spread and break the perfect reflection before composing itself. The ripple then rushed towards a mass of rocks to one side.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
She was merely an actress who had been forced to perform her part on stage without fully knowing her lines. She was not real.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
As we drifted away from the Tower Bridge, I saw a single silhouette standing against the bright lamplight. Even now when I was nearly asleep, I could recognise her. Her shoulders were hunched up as if she was upset. Whether she was upset that she had nearly killed me or that she had let me get away, I was unsure. Then she turned around and walked to join the other silhouettes standing in a group farther back. Now I could not see which one was Rose – they were all joint together to make one.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
The four of us stood in silence as we watched the surrounding girls play games or gossip. It was almost as if I did not belong here anymore. It was like I was peering in through a window from a completely different world.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
We laughed as we ducked behind a pile of snow. Then our brothers came charging through the barrier, sending the four of us sliding down a white slope full of cherished memories.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
She was not in the body of a young woman but just as I remembered her: a little toddler with a beautiful smile. She reached out with her small hand, and I gripped her tiny fingers as I let go of the pain and sank deeper into the lake.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
I opened my eyes and watched the water stream past me. I let out some of my air and gazed at the cascade of silver bubbles dancing up to the surface.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
Lettie shrugged. “Nobody actually looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.
— Neil Gaiman
The monster was still submerged deep inside of me.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful as you.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
It's about loving you so much that it makes me feel miserable and elated at the same time. It's about needing you so much that I feel like I can't breathe without you.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
I want to hate you, to loathe you, to detest you, but for all my attempts, the need to touch you is ten times more powerful.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
It wasn't supposed to happen like this. I was supposed to free him. I was supposed to save him. I was supposed to save everyone.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
The beast inside me has begun to surface.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
Forever is a really long time.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
I feared my soul was dying, being replaced by the monster I would become.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
You are alive in me.
— Nely Cab, Fruit of Misfortune
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe there really is some goodness here in our world. But if goodness existed, that must mean that darkness existed as well.
— Erica Sehyun Song
This-our love for each other-was the most sacred of things my hearts had ever known. And I was willing to do whatever it took to preserve it.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
When you're meant to do something, life will have a way of giving you no option but follow the road you're meant to walk.
— Nely Cab, Marker of Hope
Stop thinking about all that is wrong, and focus on what is right. It's there that you'll step out of the crazy, rise out of the rabbit hole, and start living again.
— Brynn Myers, Falling Out of Focus
I know that I am going to meet a personal variation on reality; a partial view of reality. But I know also that by that partiality, that distancing from the shared experience, it will be new: a revelation. It will be a vision, a more or less powerful or haunting dream. A space-voyage through somebody else's psychic abysses. It will fall short of tragedy, because tragedy is the truth, and truth is what the very great artists, the absolute novelists, tell. It will not be truth; but it will be imagination. Truth is best. For it encompasses tragedy and partakes of the eternal joy. But very few of us know it; the best we can do is recognize it. Imagination - to me - is the next best. For it partakes of Creation, which is one aspect of the eternal joy. All the rest is either Politics or Pedantry, or Mainstream Fiction, may it rest in peace.
— Ursula K. Le Guin
Without the journey and crucial moment of understanding, I would still be questioning everything before me. I know now that I must trust what comes next, for there is a plan greater than the one I can see at work.
— Brynn Myers, Falling Out of Focus
A book can be as dangerous as a sword in the right hands
— George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons
As the dry thirst for water, the starving hunger for food and lungs demand air to breathe, the one thing a soul truly craves is freedom.
— Adrian G. Hilder, The General's Legacy - Part Two: Whiteland King
When a dream of dying actually becomes a chance to live... all you have to do is fall.
— Brynn Myers, Falling Out of Focus
I know a charm that can cure pain and sickness, and lift the grief from the heart of the grieving.I know a charm that will heal with a touch.I know a charm that will turn aside the weapons of an enemy.I know another charm to free myself from all bonds and locks.A fifth charm: I can catch an arrow in flight and take no harm from it.A sixth: spells sent to hurt me will hurt only the sender.A seventh charm I know: I can quench a fire simply by looking at it.An eighth: if any man hates me, I can win his friendship.A ninth: I can sing the wind to sleep and calm a storm for long enough to bring a ship to shore.For a tenth charm, I learned to dispel witches, to spin them around in the skies so that they will never find their way back to their own doors again.An eleventh: if I sing it when a battle rages it can take warriors through the tumult unscathed and unhurt, and bring them safely back to their hearths and their homes.A twelfth charm I know: if I see a hanged man I can bring him down from the gallows to whisper to us all he remembers.A thirteenth: if I sprinkle water on a child’s head, that child will not fall in battle.A fourteenth: I know the names of all the gods. Every damned one of them.A fifteenth: I had a dream of power, of glory, and of wisdom, and I can make people believe in my dreams.A sixteenth charm I know: if I need love I can turn the mind and heart of any woman.A seventeenth, that no woman I want will ever want another.And I know an eighteenth charm, and that charm is the greatest of all, and that charm I can tell to no man, for a secret that no one know but you is the most powerful secret there can ever be.
— Neil Gaiman, American Gods
I think there comes a point when the outcome of a battle is inevitable but the fighting has not ended. Then the enemy becomes exhaustion and pain. A common enemy. Does the soldier holding in his entrails and facing the death reaper, care any longer what he fought for?” said Quain.
— Adrian G. Hilder, The General's Legacy - Part Two: Whiteland King
A legacy is not what is recorded in history books or repeated in song, but what is woven into the souls of those who remain.
— Adrian G. Hilder, The General's Legacy, Part One: Inheritance
Patience is all that I have had for fifteen years, more grey hairs, rotted teeth and the continuing decline of my Kingdom my only reward. Patience, Magnar, has overdue debts to be paid.(King Klonag)
— Adrian G. Hilder, The General's Legacy, Part One: Inheritance
Watching From Withing protagonist Dr. Jesse Baine says, "The only place I can fathom that is truly private is the space between your ears. Think about the sheer number of surveillance systems, automated ID tracking and police brain-print scanners. What is privacy anyhow? And, why would anyone protest the advancement of such tried and true [surveillance] technology? That’s a bit like rising-up against the aspirin!” -Daniel LaMonte
— Daniel LaMonte, Watching From Within
I brooded over it. If it had been any other dream, I would have ignored it. But it was one of those dreams. One of those purple dreams. One of those dreams that had an unusual tendency to come true.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
He is only fifteen! Does she really think he is prepared for marriage, especially with his intellectual range of a teacup?
— Erica Sehyun Song
Go find your own hiding spot!” I hissed. “The seat is not wide enough to hold me and that whale you call a nightgown.” Also, we were better off if whoever was coming caught one of us – and by one of us, I meant Rose.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
Lucille, please make them go away!” she moaned, her voice muffled.	“Do you think I am a divine being sent from the celestial realm to guard you from the harsh punishment of rousing from your slumber?” 	“Is that a yes?”	“I am surrounded by idiots.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
Sunlight streamed in a steady flow, casting flecks of gold onto the floor, bathing my skin. I inhaled deeply. Already, the air inside my bedroom had been perfumed with nature. A breeze whispered softly and breathed carefully onto my skin.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
But what if Oscar—”	“Breathes fire and threatens to cook you over a grill?”	“I was thinking what if he gets mad, but I think your way works as well.”	“Then you shall make for a tasty meal.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
All the carriages filed out in single file but in a fashion that seemed to mean that they were competing against each other. The only sound that could be heard for a while was the pounding of the horses’ hooves and the squeal and groan of the wheels against the road. Their hooves kicked up dirt, creating a storm of dust.	Once the miniature storm and the sound of galloping horses subsided, I could only see one last person. He glared up at me and mouthed, “Next time.” Christopher dug his boots into Dawn’s muscled flank. She reared up and broke into a gallop through the sparse forest, heading for escape. The last trace of them was the particles of floating dust, bright like floating fire.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
The stars twinkled high above and reflected onto the cold window. I blew on the frosty glass and watched my breath fog up. I traced my initials across the cold glass, the condensation trickling down the pane.
— Erica Sehyun Song, Thorns in the Shadow
I think there comes a point when the outcome of a battle is inevitable but the fighting has not ended. Then the enemy becomes exhaustion and pain. A common enemy. Does the soldier holding in his entrails and facing the death reaper, care any longer what he fought for?” said Quain.(From The General's Legacy)
— Adrian G. Hilder, The General's Legacy, Part One: Inheritance