Quotes About Fantasy

I think that's what a lot of writers do, create a totally fantastical scenario that is a reflection of something else going on in their life.

I think a lot of writers spend years just getting up the courage to write because it seems like such a fantasy of a profession. My dad saved me all that time by making me think, 'Oh, anyone can be a writer. It's like being a firefighter or a lawyer.'

A few people have tried to make me see that my writing isn't quite their thing by saying to me: 'What about realism?' To which my general response is, 'What about it?' However, I wouldn't be at all surprised if one of my favorite writers, Marilynne Robinson, was to say something similar if asked 'What about the fantastic?'

I don't really understand why so many fantasy writers choose to focus on worlds that just seem strangely denuded. But to them, I guess it doesn't seem strange. And I guess that's their privilege. It isn't mine.

I hope to read a Harry Potter novel soon, to see what it's all about. I admit to being annoyed that many good light fantasy writers have had trouble getting published, in England and elsewhere, when it is obvious the readers were waiting for us all along.

The first author I remember being obsessed by, actually realizing 'I like the way he writes and I like the way he tells stories,' was C.S. Lewis and the 'Narnia' books.

One thing Tolkien does incredibly well - and this is from a lay person's point of view; I am not scholar or anything - is that you don't have to make an effort to envisage the worlds that he writes about.

Where shall I say you've gone? She threw an arm about airily. Oh, way up high. Over the rainbow somewhere, I guess.

But this was fancy; she was succumbing to fancy in a way she hadn't done before.

There is a limit to the nonsense even a dream can attempt.

No wonder Wonderland isn't funny to read anymore: We live there full time. We need a break from it.

Oh, if necessity is the mother of invention, who is the Father? Fantasy.

Those who are roped into bed at night often fall into delusions of flight.

The idea of religion worked for Nessarose, it worked for Frex. There may be no real city in the clouds, but dreaming of it can enliven the spirit.

I don't believe in the concept of 'real' or 'realer' people. You don't? She smiled, not nicely. When I do disappear again, dearie, I'll surely be less real than I am now.

How very like a dream this all is.

As for dreams, they are powered by urgent desire, even if that desire is only to escape the quotidian

there is no backstory in dream. Time slips all its handcuffs. So:

Thought is the greatest of pleasures —pleasure itself is only imagination—have you ever enjoyed anything more than your dreams?

Emma was no asleep, she was pretending to be asleep; and, while he was dozing off at her side, she lay awake, dreaming other dreams.

Ils en conclurent que la syntaxe est une fantaisie et la grammaire une illusion.

Era la enamorada de todas las novelas, la heroína de todos los dramas, la vaga ella de todos los libros de versos.

The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.

As her figure coarsened, her soul became ever more romantic, and when her corpulence riveted her to her chair, her imagination continued to wander through tender adventures, of which she was the heroine.