Quotes About Fantasy

Nothing but magic is really like magic, when it comes right down to it.

The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.

as vivid and fabulous as a unicorn...

Sad old blokes, I'm told, now dream of me with a whip in hand.

and only as she dreamt of the yellow hair did moonlight sift into her mouth.

She like imaginary men best of all.

She'd been to Narnia, Wonderland, Hogwarts, Dictionopolis. She had tessered, fallen through the rabbit hole, crossed the ice bridge into the unknown world beyond.

It was a beautiful lie that they had all been telling themselves—that you could have magic without monsters.

In fact, the advocates of People's Park had asserted another version of what is probably America's oldest and most cherished fantasy: a daily reality of harmony between man and nature based on an experience of the land land as essentially feminine - that is not simply the land as mother, but the land as woman, the total female principle of gratification - enclosing the individual in an environment of receptivity, repose, and painless and integral satisfaction.

Ivy had been practicing to become a witch for a long time. She was going to be one when she grew up

Monter en ville, rêver, se faire jouir et attendre, résumé possible d'une adolescente de province)

I read recipes the same way I read science fiction. I get to the end and I think, "Well, that's not going to happen."

It was always a fantasy of mine growing up - my favorite program was always 'Little House on the Prairie' - so I always wanted to wear those looks. When I was a child, I wouldn't let my mom put me in anything but calico dresses and now... whaddaya know, every day I'm in a calico dress, basically, so it's kind of funny.

'Baahubali' is my favourite project.

If I could take people out of their heads for a little while, if I could give them a dose of fantasy, that was all that mattered. You can't put a price on escape.

Looking at it, I started crying. Maybe it was knowing that I had to give up the fantasy, the enormous life consuming fantasy , that someone or something was going to do this for me – the fantasy that someone was coming to lead my life, to choose direction, to give me orgasms.

Most castles in the air are never built. But Walt Disney's was.

It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream.

All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream

Lie to me by the moonlight. Do a fabulous story.

Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.' 'How pleasant then to be insane!

I'd like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.

I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.

How good to have things like this, to be worshipped again, to pretend to have a mystery!