Quotes About Fiction

Under the warm light cast by the reading lamp, I was plunged into a new world of images and sensations, peopled by characters who seemed as real to me as my room. Page after page I let the spell of the story and its world take me over, until the breath of dawn touched my window and my tired eyes slid over the last page.

Nos meus sonhos de colegial seríamos sempre dois fugitivos a cavalo na lombada de um livro,dispostos a escaparem-se através de mundos de ficção e sonhos em segunda mão.

Until then, reading was just a duty, a sort of fine one had to pay teachers and tutors without quite knowing why. I had never known the pleasure of reading, of exploring the recesses of the soul, of letting myself be carried away by imagination, beauty, and the mystery of fiction and language. For me all those things were born with that novel.

Criei-me entre livros,fazendo amigos invisíveis em páginas que se desfaziam em pó e cujo cheiro ainda conservo nas mãos.

I had never known the pleasure of reading, of exploring the recesses of the soul, of letting myself be carried away by imagination, beauty, and the mystery of fiction and language.

dos fugitivos cabalgando a lomos de un libro, dispuestos a escaparse a través de mundos de ficción y sueños de segunda mano.

Reality never beats fiction, at least not quality fiction.

This is the golden rule that sustains every artifice of paper and ink. Because when the lights go out, when the music ends and the stalls are empty again, the only thing that matters is the mirage that has been engraved in the theater of the imagination all readers hold in their mind.

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Have you ever thought of writing a biography?" "No. I write fiction." "Some would argue that no genre is more fictitious than a biography.

we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and secondhand dreams.

it occurred to me that perhaps the papier-mâche world that I accepted as real was only a stage setting.

All interpretation or observation of reality is necessarily fiction. In this case, the problem is that man is a moral animal abandoned in an amoral universe and condemned to a finite existence with no other purpose than to perpetuate the natural cycle of the species. It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality, at least for a human being. We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake. As I said, pure biology.

The body that ended up in the morgue was only a part of him. His soul is in his stories. I once asked him who inspired him to create his characters, and his answer was no one. That all his characters were himself.

Accursed be those whose dreams are made of paper and ink, for theirs will be the purgatory of vanity and disappointment.

had never known the pleasure of reading, of exploring the recesses of the soul, of letting myself be carried away by imagination, beauty, and the mystery of fiction and language.

A childhood is what anyone wants to remember of it.  It leaves behind no fossils, except perhaps in fiction.

If Pauline should see him close his eyes, she would never be offended or suspect boredom. She is fully conscious of her powers, appreciates the importance of good food, knows that books, particularly fiction, form a valuable core of experience, and believes she can trust Cruzzi absolutely to understand and follow the intricacies of her observations.

Are you kin to the Gallaghers or the Brennans? Jill asked. Hell, no! If I was, I'd shoot myself in the head with this gun.

Fantasy is one of the best mediums for telling two stories (if not more!) at once. They layer on one another: reality and make-believe, life and myth, perception and fact.

And what about Cat People?" Hey, that was what I'd have said. "That's different," Marty said petulantly. "That was, you know, made-up.

Like Thomas Hardy with his Casterbridge, my own fictional Pennington is based on a well-known English county town, which I embellish with buildings, parks, and houses from my imagination.

fairy tales, just a fancy word for lies...

Charlaine Harris