Quotes About Fantasy

Every amateur harbors the fantasy that his work is only waiting to be discovered; a second fantasy-that the established contemporary artists must also be frauds- is a necessary corollary

If you don't believe it's elves, that's your problem. I know it's elves.

You didn't have an effective role model for loving relationships. You have had to make it all up. What you did know is that you didn't want to be like your parents, but you didn't know how to filter the destructive actions from the good actions. So you created a fantasy about how ideal relationships work from a fanciful blend of what you imagined, saw at a distance or observed on TV.

When you read you can have every adventure. In the pages of a book you can be anyone you ever dreamed of being... They can never tell you you're too young to slay the dragon -- because it all happens right here, where it's safe.

It's not like most people read anymore. Well, not unless the book has a wizard school or a hot vampire. And, as a Kari Kngsley expert, I'm absolutely certain your life has neither of those things.

I have a very vivid imagination.

Black holes are a gift, both physically and theoretically. They are detectable on the farthest reaches of the observable universe. They anchor galaxies, providing a center for our own galactic pinwheel and possibly every other island of stars. And theoretically, they provide a laboratory for the exploration of the farthest reaches of the mind. Black holes are the ideal fantasy scape on which to play out thought experiments that target the core truths about the cosmos.

Life is a rare fantasy that can be made a reality by being objective."

To me, the perfect date consists of dinner, dancing, and sex with a girl who has no stomach or legs, but does have an overactive sex drive.

I saw this beautiful girl the other day. She had an ass behind her that seemed to go on for days. In fact, I'm still going on about her.

Sometimes I wish Jim Morrison were still alive, because I'd love to see a concert in which "The Doors" opened up for "The Cars.

As a shy kid growing up in Sheffield, I fantasized about how it would be great to be famous so I wouldn't actually have to talk to people and feel awkward. And of course, as we all know from fairy stories, when you achieve that ambition, you find out you don't want it.

You can only live in a world of make-believe for so long, before reality comes calling.

Sometimes there are truths in fiction. In fantasy. Sometimes made-up stories tell us more about who we are than reality.

Marco lives in a fantasy world, one that's more interesting and more fun than reality. That's the definition of being insane, surely?" said my son, Raul "I suppose so," I said. "It's like Don Quixote.

No sólo la incertidumbre y la espera, también la irracional expectativa, las fantasías, se convierten en esenciales para el corazón de una persona, y ya no es capaz de renunciar a ellas. Pueden convertirse en esenciales hasta el lamento y la pena, el despecho, y le acaban conformando a uno su manera de convivir con el mundo

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.

Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.

A half-equipped little knight she was, venturing to reconnoitre the mysterious city and dreaming wild dreams of some vague, far-off supremacy...

Langley would never complete his newspaper project. I knew that and I'm sure he knew it as well. It was a crazy foolish hand-rubbing scheme that kept his mind in the mood he liked to be in.

The great arises out of small things that are honored and cared for. Everybody's life really consists of small things. Greatness is a mental abstraction and a favorite fantasy of the ego. The paradox is that the foundation for greatness is honoring the small things of the present moment instead of pursuing the idea of greatness.

Everybody's life really consists of small things. Greatness is a mental abstraction and a favorite fantasy of the ego.

the countless unnamed jewels of Mars

Edgar Rice Burroughs