Quotes About Fantasy

But by immersing themselves in their favorite reading topics, they felt far away from their predicament, as if they had escaped.

Truth can be dispensed with when fantasy dominates. p.63

active imagination

sometimes life is a whole lot more interesting inside my head than it is on the outside.

I sometimes daydream about becoming somebody else. Anybody else. Not me. I imagine how I might lose myself, my old self.

Embrace the impossible! Find the magic within! BE MORE FICTIONAL.

You have made the moon, The Jester said. That is the moon.

the Princess Saralinda thought she saw, as people often think they see, on clear and windless days, the distant shining shores of Ever After. Your guess is quite as good as mine (there are a lot of things that shine) but I have always thought she did, and I will always think so.

Con una visión perfecta uno se ve inextricablemente atrapado en el mundo cotidiano, prisionero de la realidad (...) Para la persona con ojos de halcón, la vida no posee ninguno de aquellos aspectos suaves que para mí se confunde con la fantasía

Myth is not about facts

I have often dreamed of strangling my Creator.

The most charming young man in the world is instantly before the imagination of us all.

If someone insists their feet are always firmly on the ground, how else can you discover if their head is sometimes in the clouds?

What an air of probability sometimes runs through a dream! And at others, what a heap of absurdities it is!

Cat de adevarate par cateodata visele! Alteori, ce adunatura de lucruri absurde!

Fantasies are absolutely safe, as long as you never try to make them a reality.

As far back as I can remember I would escape from my humdrum world by burying myself in books--the one true love of my life when growing up.

Welcome to Neverland," Peter said, as if this were supposed to be a big surprise. Darla took her hand away from his. "It's smaller than I thought it would be," she said. This time she looked right at him.

If there is a single person at the nexus of fantasy literature, it is Terri Windling -- as editor, as writer, as painter, as muse.

No one sees her of course. She doesn't exist unless you count bad dreams. Yet still she flies

Read to me riddles and read to me rhymes Read to me stories of magical times Read to me tales about castles and kings Read to me stories of fabulous things Read to me pirates and read to me knights Read to me dragons and dragon-book fights Read to me spaceships and cowboys and then When you are finished– please read them again.

I took the stool next to him, raising an eyebrow at the coffee and cruller on the counter. Thought you weren't into internal pollution, I said. Lately Ranger'd been on a health food thing. Props, Ranger told me. Didn't want to look out of place. I didn't want to burst his fantasy bubble, but the only time Ranger wouldn't look out of place would be standing in a lineup between Rambo and Batman.

You could be the Mega Mage of wizards. You could rule Minionfire. Do you really think so?' Yeah, but you'd have to make a deal with the wood elves.' I don't like the wood elves.' They're okay. They're misunderstood.

If I could just get Broom to cooperate, we could fly, Glo said. Then we wouldn't have to worry about traffic. Harry Potter didn't have to worry about traffic. You relize Harry Potter isn't real, right? Of course, but he could be. I mean, maybe not Harry Potter, but someone like him. Who's to say?