Quotes About Fantasy

I am the Don Quixote of unreality.

And although Margarita lived in a world that predated Technicolor, she always dreamed of the boy in rich pastels.

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One of the virtues of being very young is that you don't let the facts get in the way of your imagination.

One of the virtues of being very young is that you don't let the facts get in the way of your imagination.

You can't go walking through Mordor in naught but your skin.

I like something where I can really use my imagination and be an active participant in the construction of the monster and usually that's in the world of the supernatural or the world of the fantastic, so that's why those kinds of stories about demons and the supernatural appeal to me or maybe I'm really interested in that subject.

Heaven is a dream of Disneyland for those unable to act here on Earth.

Were it not for imagination, sir, a man would be as happy in the arms of a chambermaid as of a duchess.

Plato's discussants and querents are not polite as students and teachers are polite. They are polite the way only fantasy discussants can be civil inside a fantasy. Were they real, they'd be at each other's throats before eight or nine pages were done.

Out on the path, sudden, luminous, and artificial, a seven-foot dragon swayed around the corner, followed by an equally tall mantis and a griffin. Like elegant plastics, internally lit and misty, they wobbled forward. When dragon and mantis swayed into each other, they—meshed! He thought of images, slightly unfocused, on a movie screen, lapping. "Scorpions…!" Tak whispered.

My eyes make pictures, when they are shut.

while the world became the something else of dreams, of books, of Kate.

You're searching for unicorns among mules.

On NCIS or White Collar, I'd forcefully persuade a reluctant judge to issue a search warrant and then persuade my equally reluctant boss to give me access to a portable X-ray machine, and then I'd find Sebastian's body and make an arrest—after a near-death escape from Nabiyev, whom I'd overpower despite his bigger size and more massive gun power. I wished I were a TV detective.

When I was 12 I cried to my mom, because I never got my letter to Hogwarts.

Shoot the moon," Aurora says dreamily. "Would it bleed, do you think? I think it would. I think it would bleed...shooting stars.

When you fake emotion for a living, when you make your money providing fantasies for other people, tuning into their worlds and indulging them, you don't invite someone into your world very easily.

I spend a lot of time imagining things - in fact, you could say that imagining things is my job.

God sent His Prince, Jesus, into rebel territory to conquer evil and free us to be true citizens of the Kingdom again... That's the essential story we find in the Bible, and it's the essential story at the heart of each of our lives. And that's what all good fantasy stories have at their core, whether or not it's a conscious theme.

we hunger for other worlds. We long to go beyond the streets we know, beyond our familiar woods and fields, and into the land of Faerie; to Middle-earth, Narnia, or Summerland; to the kingdom east of the sun and west of the moon. This longing isn't incidental.

To the God-hungry imagination, the fallen world is a crummy place much of the time; we rightly long for the land at the back of the wardrobe, the kingdom east of the sun and west of the moon.

promise the dragon won't eat me."The dragon spoke. "I wouldn't dream of it, little Key. You are not flavored to my liking." "Somehow I don't feel reassured," she said.

The unicorn, still elegant and radiant, let out a tiny burp.