Quotes About Fantasy

Alternatives, and particularly desirable alternatives, grow only on imaginary trees.

I almost wish I'd had the forethought to eat a tree myself.

You know, I never imagined there were he-dryads. Not even in an oak tree." One of the giants grinned at him. Druellae snorted. "Stupid! Where do you think acorns come from?

You can't throw a rock without a comic book character falling out of a tree.

She fell into a long sleep and dreamed the dreams of the Dream Tree.

never trust a Troglotroll

Let me tell you the truth: The truth is what is. And what should be is a fantasy a terrible, terrible lie that someone gave the people long ago.

Oh God, I just kissed a vampire!" Oh Gods, I just kissed a human!

WHAT ARE YOU, NUTS? THE MAN'S A VAMPIRE! Yeah, but he's a really, REALLY sexy one.

Dreams are not real; but when you are inside a dream, it is real to you.

Now he could work her likeness into any story of his choosing. Now he could fight dragons for her. And now he could kiss her again.

The idea that we can be exactly what the other desires is a powerful fantasy.

Again, there is psychological risk in the robotic moment. Logan's comment about talking with the AIBO to "get thoughts out" suggests using technology to know oneself better. But it also suggests a fantasy in which we cheapen the notion of companionship to a baseline of "interacting with something." We reduce relationship and come to see this reduction as the norm.

Beyond the curiosity and the problem-solving challenge fundamental to good research, I believe that the fantasy of controlling nature lies at the very basis of modern science.

On the moon we wore feathers in our hair, and rubies on our hands. On the moon we had gold spoons.

Crystal shoes And a mare to ride on, A milk white mare, And a silver woven in my hair.

Es gibt eine Menge phantastischer E.T.A.-Hoffmann-Figuren unter den Angestellten vorgerückteren Alters. Irgendwo sind sie steckengeblieben und erfüllen seitdem ununterbrochen banale Funktionen, die alles andere eher als unheimlich sind.

The creative writer acts no differently from the child at play: he creates a fantasy world, which he takes very seriously; that is to say, he invests large amounts of emotion in it, while marking it off sharply from reality.

The virtuous man contents himself with dreaming that which the wicked man does in actual life.

Houses dream they are boats at night.

Gabriela has been dreaming about her and about a pair of shoes for quite some time.

Imagination abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters: united with her, she is the mother of the arts and the source of her wonders.

I used to lie in bed in my flat and imagine what would happen if there was a zombie attack.

A vampire was drinking a bloody Mary, and from the look on her face Mary was really getting into it.