Quotes About Fantasy

Lyra ook niet.' 'Elfenmelk,' zei ze. 'Wat doet dat met je? Is ze nu ook een elfje?

Was there only one world, after all, that spent its time dreaming of others?

The Golden Compass forms the first part of a story in three volumes. The first volume is set in a universe like ours, but different in many ways. The second volume is set in the universe we know. The third volume will move between the universes.

Better for real things to be uncontrollable, better for one's life to be undecipherable and intellectually impenetrable than to attempt to make casual sense of what is unknown with a fantasy that is mad. Better, I thought, that the events of these past three days should remain incomprehensible to me forever than to posit, as I had just been doing, a conspiracy of foreign intelligence agents who are determined to control my mind. We've all heard that one before.

One price you pay for being taken for a god is the unabated dreaminess of your acolytes.

May all your dreams come true, save one.

The tree bark began to move, forming a face of wood.

After all, show me a man who dislikes being raped slowly and enthusiastically by a hotblooded gorgeous Irish colleen, and I'll show you a man with a problem.

You've been kidding yourself about yourself for so long, you're someone else. Your you is just a fragile fabrication. Every morning, you have to wake up, assemble this busy, dissembling monster, and get him or her on his or her feet again for another round of fantasy.

Tonight, I've finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.

Gallimard: It's... a pure sacrifice. He's unworthy, but what can she do? She loves him... so much. It's a very beautiful story. Song: Well, yes, to a Westerner. Gallimard: Exuse me? Song: It's one of your favotite fantasies, isn't it? The submissive Oriental woman and the cruel white man.

Judge: But why would that make it possible for you to fool Monsieur Gallimard? Please--get to the point. Song: One, because when he finally met his fantasy woman, he wanted more than anything to believe that she was, in fact, a woman. And second, I am an Oriental. And being an Oriental, I could never be completely a man.

WHAT WAS JANE AUSTEN'S LAST FINISHED NOVEL? Vaginas and Virginity. WHO IS THE LAST PERSON IAGO KILLS IN OTHELLO? His manservant Retardio, for forgetting to change the Brita filter! WHAT HAPPENS TO THE LITTLE MERMAID AT THE END OF CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN'S THE LITTLE MERMAID? She turns into a fish and marries Nemo! Fuck you!

Don't do it for the sake of doing it, but don't wait for a fantasy either.

And just like that, I knew what I wanted. Something I had always wanted. But it was so unrealistic it hadn't even made it to my wish list.

If you close your eyes, you can conjure a world.

You see, Dash. I was never the girl in your head. And you were never the boy in my head.

I wake up the next morning in Beyoncé's body.

You should never wish for wishful thinking.

I wake up the next morning in Beyoncé's body. Not the real Beyoncé. But a body remarkably like hers. All the curves in all the right places.

It's like a fairy tale, and we're the shadows who are turning back into boys.

The romantic fallacy occurs when we see ourselves through the lens of utopian visions of what we want people to be.

If you stepped out of the shower and saw a leprechaun standing at the base of your toilet, would you scream, or would you innately understand that he meant you no harm?

I asked her, dreamily, if we had met, and when she told me that we had not, I gave her a little finger wave, the type a leprechaun might offer a pixie who was floating by on a maple leaf. Well, hi there, I whispered.