Ranerio wrapped his hand around mine, guiding my fingers like Lucius had done when he'd shown me the latch behind the dressing-room door mirror. But while the warrior I loved had been offering me an escape route, the pacifist was trying to show me how to fight.
When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.
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Caitlyn Siehl
Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.
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Lloyd Alexander
If you want to write a fantasy story with Norse gods, sentient robots, and telepathic dinosaurs, you can do just that. Want to throw in a vampire and a lesbian unicorn while you're at it? Go ahead. Nothing's off limits. But the endless possibility of...
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Patrick Rothfuss
The treacherous are ever distrustful.
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J.r.r. Tolkien
I ended my first book with the words 'no answer.' I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice? Only words, words; to be led out to battle against...
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C.s. Lewis
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I like pink." Lucius sniffed. "It's just red's sorry, weak cousin.
Stupid Romanian bloodsucker. He was lucky I hadn't bestowed another exalted scar on his imperial body.
Fear is the worst kind of grave, because it buries one alive.
I knew that most people would consider us too young to talk about lifelong commitments or marriage, but I couldn’t imagine taking her to bed without that promise. Even if it meant never being with her, I didn’t want to have one desperate, hurried, hidden...
As you wish, of course." Lucius lowered the volume on an old record player, which spun a warped vinyl disk that wailed unfamiliar music, scratchy and whiny, like cats fighting. Or a coffin with rusty hinges opening and closing over and over again in a...