Quotes About Faerie

Happier are all men than the beings of faerie – or the gods, for that matter,' he said. 'Better a life like a falling star, brief and bright across the dark, than the long, long waiting of the immortals, loveless and cheerlessly wise.

Happier are all men than the dwellers in Faerie – or the gods, for that matter…Better a life like a falling star, bright across the dark, than a deathlessness that can see naught above or beyond itself…the day draws nigh when Faerie shall fade, the Erlking himself shrink to a woodland sprite and then to nothing, and the gods go under. And the worst of it is, I cannot believe it wrong that the immortals will not live forever.

The dawn is my Assyria; the sun-set and moon-rise my Paphos, and unimaginable realms of faerie; broad noon shall be my England of the senses and the understanding; the night shall be my Germany of mystic philosophy and dreams.

The tales of Elfland do not stand or fall on their actuality but on their truthfulness, their speaking to the human condition, the longings we all have for the Faerie Other.

I've got an idea for a modern day faerie tale that I think would made a great short novel. But I just don't have the time to work on it right now. I'm way too busy with the 'Kingkiller Chronicles' and being a new dad.

Which means what?" "That the Queen of Faerie recognizes you as a power, and has spoken to you with respect. Others will follow her lead." "Huh. That and a quarter will buy me a gumball.

Why does this faerie follow you everywhere?" he asked. "Do you think she's plotting to murder you in your sleep?" he teased. My wings and the tips of my feet tingled with anger. But then he reached a finger toward me gently, and the anger melted. "Let's name her Tinker Bell," he said, like I was their child. He swooped his hand underneath me. "Hi, little Tink." Hearing him say it thrilled me-a name Peter had invented, just for me.

We'd prefer to see Faerie driven entirely from the iron world," Jane said, abandoning her pretense of being an observer when the Bunyip stared at her. "And I want Matthew back. Unharmed. He's too useful to be left wandering around uncontrolled.

Does a Prince of Faerie love a mortal man?" "It's not encouraged.

Tis possible the Faerie Queen grew so linked with Gloriana in the minds of England's folk that Gloriana's passing could take the Mebd with it. And if the Mebd dies without loosing her bonds, all those Fae who are knotted in her hair die with her.

Tell me nothing in you chafes at the cool certainty of Faerie. That there is no human soul in you, craving touch, craving passion and emotion.

Faerie had no cold like England; rather it had the dream of cold, and the memory of frost.

He's a Faerie. Do you expect him to play straightforward?" Murchaud looked up. "Where are you going now?" Will smiled. "To strike a bargain with a snake.

I can tell you what it is my wife seeks: sovereignity for Faerie, and freedom from old bargains." "Lucifer," Will said. "Everyone wants to remake the world.

The cold of Faerie magic pierced he warmth of the night; the Seeker's will cast a shadow as she pausd under a streetlight, again chafing her hands.

Scoffs a man with the Queen of Faerie at his book and a magician close enough to spit in his eye?

The ballads were a true history of Faerie and a false one. They were true because all stories are true, and false because all stories have echoes and interplay and Faerie was the result of the tension between those two. The pattern of a tapestry was not the substance of the strands.

What sort of hounds are those?" "Faerie hounds, Sir Poet," Puck answered, putting Kit's boot as he hung the little silk pouch around his neck. "With yawning mouths, sharp teeth, and wet lolling tongus. Fleet of limb, compact of foot, and tireless in the hunt.

It was a dream of London, Mehiel told Kit. A dream of England: not quite Faerie, but a place that was neither quite Faerie nor real.

Two Queens ruled Faerie, a kingdom divided between them. The elder was the Mebd, the Summer Queen. The younger was the Cat Anna, the Queen of Winter, the White Witch. There had been others, Queens and Kings of air and darkness, ghosts and shadows: Oonaugh, Titania, Oberon, Niamh, Finnvarra.

Seduced by Faerie already, Merlin the Magician?" "Not everyone who comes to a lover's bed is seduced.

There's the road to heaven, and there's the road to hell, and there? That's the road to Faerie.

Humans, take note: You can refer to the Realm as "Faerie" without causing offense, but do not make the mistake of referring to its citizens as "fairies"—unless you want to be punched.) Elfhaeme

As through the hard rock go the branching silver veins; as into the solid land run the creeks and gulfs from the unresting sea; as the lights and influences of the upper worlds sink silently through the earth's atmosphere; so doth Faerie invade the world of men, and sometimes startle the common eye with an association as of cause and effect, when between the two no connecting links can be traced.