Quotes About Fantasy

Are you attempting to distract me from my task with your wanton thoughts? " There was a curling caress in Gabriel's voice, brushing at the walls of her mind, flooding her body with heat and excitement. " Wanton thoughts? You need a checkup, my boy. Your fantasy world seems to be growing larger with each passing day. I wanted you home to take out the trash.

Her body had been asleep but now it was wide awake and very aware of every inch of the Iceman. She'd already nicknamed him and thought of him as 'her' Iceman, even if it was just in her fantasies.

That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow.

Now there was Grace. An unexpected gift. She was far more than he'd ever fantasized about. She was courageous and beautiful. Intelligent and no pushover.

And don't you ever turn into a bat." She shuddered. "Or a rat." "We could get kinky and see how bats and rats make love," he suggested in a whisper, warm breath against her neck. "You are a sick man, Jacques. Very, very sick.

Mr. Tompkins in Wonderland by George Gamow

The enduring rapture with magic and fable has always struck me as latently childish and somehow sexless (and thus also related to childlessness).

Anyone who uses 'childhood' and 'dream' in the same sentence usually gets my attention.

In real life, as opposed to pluralist fantasy, every moral and cultural choice of any consequence rules out a whole series of other choices. In an age of images and ideology, however, the difference between reality and fantasy becomes increasingly elusive.

Christopher Moore

Christopher Moore

And so Charlie Asher . . . led an army of fourteen-inch-tall bundles of animal bits, armed with everything from knitting needles to a spork, into the storm sewers of San Fransciso.

Inside, I was like: Ha, suck my spiky rubber strap-on, vampyre hunter!

in regards to the Asian guy] He was so cute - in that Final Fantasy Thirty-Seven way. What I'm saying is, the Sex Fu is strong with this one. --The Chronicles of Abby Normal

and in the middle of this lake is a big giant owl. Like five stories tall, which is large, in my book, for an owl.

antes de que el capitán empezara a contarle que había jodido en un jardín, con un delfín, en un cajón, con un ratón…

If he fancied her anymore,' Saphira said to both Eragon and Roran, 'I'd be trying to kiss Arya myself.' 'Saphira!' Mortified, Eragon swatted her on the leg.

Never ask an elf for help; they might decide your better off dead, eh?

Christopher Paolini

Christopher Paolini

With her jaws and talons, Saphira tore through an Urgal.

Christopher Paolini

Rooms that are bigger on the inside than the outside.…

Christopher Paolini