Quotes About Fantasy

One of the reasons a lot of actors go into the business is that for a short period of time, you get to be other people who you can only fantasize about being, by and large.

I have been a reader of Science Fiction and Fantasy for a long time, since I was 11 or 12 I think, so I understand it and I'm not at all surprised that readers of the genre might enjoy my books.

I was probably nine or ten the first time I heard there was no Santa Claus.

If you think that you can outrun time, you must be thinking fiction.

I'm in love with fiction. A fantasy that slips between my fingers when reality sets in.

Last night I weaved dreams from the cobwebs of time!

The daemon wind died down, and the bloated, fungoid moon sank reddeningly in the west.

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.

I never write anything without humor, just because I like humor, but at the same time, it is a way for anything fantastical to become relatable.

In a movie, that's the only time when you're allowed these kind of fantasies to be lived. Being able to look so cool and be able to fight five bad guys and take them down. When can you do that?

About the time you might start to think that science fiction - the real stuff, not the species of fantasy that goes under the name - is really dead, along comes a story by Cory Doctorow.

If I could travel back in time, I'd bring back the entire Wu-Tang Clan.

Disneyland is often called a magic kingdom because it combines fantasy and history, adventure and learning, together with every variety of recreation and fun designed to appeal to everyone.

Couldn't you see me and you stretched out in a bikini on the beach in Tahiti? See, me, I'm very selective even though I could be greedy; My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti.

I had a friend, and we always used to pretend to be twins. We had this fantasy about going to Hollywood together. We were about four.

Where would we go?' she asked. 'Far, far away.' His eyes dipped to her lips when she moistened them with her tongue. 'Ah.' Her voice was a breathless whisper. 'The very best place to go.

Piers had only ever been for her remotest dreams, anyway.

How foolish of her to have fallen into a dream.

There had been a fairy-tale quality about the day. It had not seemed as real as others.

She felt no uncontrollable physical passion. Only something far, far worse. Only a deep feeling of affection. Only a craving to get behind his mask—because he assuredly did wear one, however much he denied doing so. Only a longing to know the man as he was and to find that after all he was likable and lovable. Only a need to deny reality and find her fantasy lover again.

There is no such thing as the love you are looking for. It is only in your dreams. If that is so . . . then I think I would prefer my dreams to your reality, Jack.

You must not look for a grand romance, you know, however much you always enjoy it between the pages of a book.

unguarded moment she pictured herself waltzing with Viscount Whitleaf

And who did you think I was, Diana Ingram? You were my fantasy lover, she said. And I realize with every ounce of foresight in my body that I will be teased about this for the rest of my life. By me? he said, looking down at her, one eyebrow raised. Me tease the woman I love? You malign me, Diana. I have one question, though. How do I compare with my competition?