Right and wrong matters little when survival matters most.
Kevin James BreauxTag: fantasy epic-fantasy dark-fantasy
Sulphurous wind gusted in his wake; the dust of the street swirled and the folds of his black coat flapped against his thin body.
A.F. StewartTag: books fantasy horror book-quotes horror-authors
Love is when you’d rather see someone one last time and die, than never see their face again.
Bryan ButvidasTag: romance fantasy fantasy-fiction fantasy-romance
You know what killed off the dinosaurs, Whateley? We did. In one barbecue.
Neil Gaiman...science fiction is something that could happen - but usually you wouldn't want it to. Fantasy is something that couldn't happen - though often you only wish that it could.
Arthur C. ClarkeTag: fantasy science-fiction
Nil Sine Magno Labore
("Nothing without great effort")
--Motto of Brooklyn College
Tag: fantasy paranormal-romance horror vampires supernatural urban-fantasy tony-paul-de-vissage
The sun hitched up her trousers and soldiered on up into the sky. September squinted at it and wondered if the sun here was different than the sun in Nebraska. It seemed gentler, more golden, deeper. The shadows it cast seemed more profound. But September could not be sure. When one is traveling, everything looks brighter and lovelier. That does not mean that it is brighter and lovelier; it just means that sweet, kindly home suffers in comparison to tarted-up foreign places with all their jewels on.
Catherynne M. ValenteTag: fantasy fairytales beautiful-writing
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 and carving them secretly on bits of bark so I wouldn't forget them, and then he turned up using words like "epiphany" and "amaranth." Because I heard him talking in the marketplace, laying out sentences like a merchant rolling out rich silks. Because he made words and ideas dance like flames and something that was damp and dying came alive in my mind, the way it hadn't since they burned my father's books. Because he walked into Chough with stories from exciting places tangled around him like maypole streamers..."
Mosca shrugged.
"He's got a way with words.
Tag: words fantasy beautiful-writing
But I don't think Art's an Einstein - he likes tugging ears, biting people and burping too much to be a genius.
Darren ShanTag: fantasy
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 songs of slaying. I will be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.
J.R.R. TolkienTag: courage fantasy healing eowyn return-of-the-king
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