Quotes About Fantasy

Similar phenomena occur in dreams, and lead us through the most unlikely phantasmagoria, without causing us any surprise, because our verifying apparatus and our sense of control have gone to sleep, while our imaginative faculty wakes and works.

There is also the fact that, unlike China, India is a democracy. Thus, Mumbai's robust activism functions as a brake on the drive to impose from above the fantasy of a global city.

la belleza. Cuando la verdad y la experiencia no se la mostraron, se volvió hacia la fantasía y la ilusión, hallándola en sus mismos umbrales, entre los nebulosos recuerdos de los cuentos de su niñez y entre los sueños.

Outside, across the putrid moat and under the dark mute trees, I would often lie and dream for hours about what I read in the books; and would longingly picture myself amidst gay crowds in the sunny world beyond the endless forests.

The appeal of the spectrally macabre is generally narrow because it demands from the reader a certain degree of imagination and a capacity for detachment from everyday life.

The more he withdrew from the world about him, the more wonderful became his dreams; and it would have been quite futile to try to describe them on paper.

The more he withdrew from the world around him, the more wonderful became his dreams.

It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing a monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive. If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A

I made it last night in a dream of strange cities;

Hippopotami should not have human hands and carry torches...men should not have the heads of crocodiles...

There will always be a small percentage of persons who feel a burning curiosity about unknown outer space, and a burning desire to escape from the prison-house of the known and the real into those enchanted lands of incredible adventure and infinite possibilities which dreams open up to us, and which things like deep woods, fantastic urban towers, and flaming sunsets momentarily suggest.

and then we know that we have looked back through the ivory gates into that world of wonder which was ours before we were wise and unhappy.

All they ever did was clutch and fly and tickle; that was the way of night-gaunts.

Para mí no tenían nada de grotescos los huesos y los esqueletos esparcidos por las criptas de piedra cavadas en las profundidades de los cimientos. En mi fantasía asociaba estas cosas con los hechos cotidianos y los hallaba más reales que las figuras en colores de seres vivos que veía en muchos libros mohosos.

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

Existen repliegues en el tiempo y en el espacio, en la fantasía y en la realidad, que sólo un soñador puede adivinar...

Kuranes no era moderno, y no pensaba como los demás escritores. Mientras ellos se esforzaban en despojar la vida de sus bordados ropajes del mito y mostrar con desnuda fealdad lo repugnante que es la realidad, Kuranes buscaba tan sólo la belleza. Y cuando no conseguía revelar la verdad y la experiencia, la buscaba en la fantasía y la ilusión, en cuyo mismo umbral la descubría entre los brumosos recuerdos de los cuentos y los sueños de niñez.

Nella sua dimora a R'lyeh il morto Cthulhu attende sognando

when learning stripped the Earth of her mantle of beauty, and poets sang no more save of twisted phantoms seen with bleared and inward looking eyes; when these things had come to pass, and childish hopes had gone forever, there was a man who travelled out of life on a quest into the spaces whither the world's dreams had fled.

If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing.

De modo que el buscador de paraísos no es mas que una víctima de mitos establecidos o de su propia imaginación.

La mia sbrigliata immaginazione credette di vedere, allo stesso tempo, una piovra, un drago e una caricatura umana. Aveva una testa rotonda, irta di tentacoli e posta su di un corpo grottesco e squamoso, da cui spuntavano due ali rudimentali: e c'era qualcosa, in quell'insieme, che rendeva la figura quanto mai spaventosa e ripugnante.

The man was not a fantaisiste or romanticist at all—he did not even try to give us the churning, prismatic ephemera of dreams, but coldly and sardonically reflected some stable, mechanistic, and well-established horror-world which he saw fully, brilliantly, squarely, and unfalteringly.

In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.