J.r.r. TolkienI propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faërie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold.
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The best book I have ever read is The Princess Bride. There are several quotes in the book that I would like to share with you, but this one is my favorite. This quote speaks about how dangerous it can be to go into Faerie. Many people do not realize how dangerous it can be, and end up hurt or killed when they try to enter Faerie without the proper training or knowledge. It is a dangerous place for anyone to go, but especially for children.
Source: Tolkien On Fairystories
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