Quotes About Fantasy

I've never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life.

I've dreamed a lot. I'm tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams I have achieved everything.

Ah, it's my longing for whom I might have been that distracts and torments me!

REVISITING THE LIST 1. Kiss Estelle Okay, at least I've met her. She thinks I'm a creep. And that's withought her knowing I've read her diaries. Unless we somehow fall over, exactly aligned, lip to lip, and gravity causes the pressure, or we find ourselves in a darkened room and through a series of Shakespearian ID muddles she thinks she's kissing someone else, I can't say how this is ever going to happen.

How disconcerting it was to have an idle fantasy turn into real life attraction.

By a fortunate dispensation of providence, Russians possess a natural gift of make-believe. ... For them, as for no other race, the real and the imaginary, the actual and the symbolic, the literal and the figurative, tend to overlap and become one.

Evil comes from man's own "vain imaginings.

Natürlich ist in diesem Buch alles erstunken und erlogen.

Les contes de fées n'existent que dans les contes de fées. La vérité est plus décevante. La vérité est toujours décevante, c'est pourquoi tout le monde ment.

Les contes de fées n'existent que dans les contes de fées

Falling in love with someone you've never met is like reading a book without knowing the ending. It's full of surprises and unknowns, but that's what makes it so exciting.

I want a horse! I do! Of course. I'd ride it all day, Up, up, and away!

Her dreams took up a sharper precision of outline. She sought deliberately in her past for facts long since forgotten, for lips that from afar she had adored, for bodies vaguely recognized which chance meetings and the random happenings of dream had brought into innocent contact with her own. She composed a symphony of happiness, invented a world of delights, built up from odds and ends a wholly impossible universe of love.

Oh, I'm nerdy about science fiction and fantasy and graphic novels and reading, and I'm nerdy about board games. My favorite board game is a board game I'm working on right now. It's a game of Napoleonic era naval warfare, and it's going to be fun.

It's every little girl's dream to have an exact look-alike doll. It's amazing.

The Labour Party is presently marooned on fantasy island. I understand would-be leaders will want to go there and speak the native language in the hope of persuading enough eventually to migrate to the mainland of reality.

I stood there, watching her. The whole world was a dream, I realized. Everyone was acting in a bad soap opera. The whole world was one big FOX TV show.

You can't make these things up.

Look! Aqualad is riding into town on a narwhal!

Who better to blame it on than a fairy?

It was Halloween that did me in, that single day when your children turn to you for imagination and creativity, the one day of the year when you must transcend fantasy.

You have an amazing imagination!" "I Know," I say, smiling back at her. "my head is chock-full of gruesome ideas

Really, nobody knows whether the world is realistic or fantastic, that is to say, whether the world is a natural process or whether it is a kind of dream, a dream that we may or may not share with others.

There have been many different artists that have been inspirational. I suppose the question is directed to what was the reason why I went into fantasy illustration.