Quotes About Fantasy

That would explain the pigs I saw flying over frozen Hell this morning,

Under a final section he called "Spiritual Gifts/Powers," Chad bizarrely wrote that wizards, sorcerers, and witches actually existed, as did the spells and curses in J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter books, which required "great focused will to use.

That didn't happen, of course. Things never happened the way I imagined them.

At that moment, though, she stood there on stage, perched atop a pair of ruby-red heels, looking less like Eliza Doolittle than Dorothy; the girl swept up in the cyclone, lifted out of her black-and-white world and deposited in a Technicolor Oz.

The moon is made of a green cheese.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

We sketch monsters on the map because we find their presence comforting. They guard the edges of the abyss, and force us to look away; so we can live comfortably in the Known World, at least for a little while.

jouska n. a hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head-a crisp analysis, a devastating comeback, a cathartic heart-to-heart-which serves as a kind of psychological batting cage that feels far more satisfying than the small-ball strategies of everyday life.

In all memory there is a degree of fallenness; we are all exiles from our own pasts, just as, on looking up from a book, we discover anew our banishment from the bright worlds of imagination and fantasy. A cross-channel ferry, with its overfilled ashtrays and vomiting children, is as good a place as any to reflect on the angel who stands with a flaming sword in front of the gateway to all our yesterdays.

I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?

I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

Nothing is real.

Everybody's a dreamer.

We can't live in a fantasy. Reality may be hard, but it's all we have.

We believed we were safe. That was the big fantasy.

Sometimes I fantasize about being an analyst," Svetlana said, "but when I brought it up to my shrink, he said I'd be terrible. He said I'd never let the patient get a word in edgewise.

Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.

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

The Elf-knight stepped forward and Will went with him.

Keith dreamed of dragons again, and awoke cold in his bed, curled into a ball that would have been his tail tucked tight across his nose and eyes if he had been in wolf's shape.

Carel, there's a unicorn eating your lily buds.

The bandy little elf sat cross-legged in the embrace of a shaggy great willow, a triple pipe held in his hands and his head bowed over it. He blew breath through the reeds, but his fingers poised unmoving and the sound that whispered forth was more the wind through withies than any tune that Kit could call.

Dragons, it seemed, knew about death and war. But not so much about baking.