Fantasy Books Quotes

“The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake.

Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.”
― George R.R. Martin

“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 the genre is a trap. It's easy to get distracted by the glittering props available to you and forget what you're supposed to be doing: telling a good story. Don't get me wrong, magic is cool. But a nervous mother singing to her child at night while something moves quietly through the dark outside her house? That's a story. Handled properly, it's more dramatic than any apocalypse or goblin army could ever be.”
― Patrick Rothfuss

“Would you like me to put you out of your misery, before I put you out of your misery?”
― Paul Cude, Bentwhistle the Dragon in a Threat from the Past

“Power lay in her hand. Death gripped her by the other.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Silver Flames

“They all had stories. They had mothers or fathers, sisters or lovers. They weren't alone in the world, mattering to no one but themselves. It seemed utterly wrong to treat them like pennies in a purse. I felt the soldiers understood perfectly well that we were making sums out of them-- this many safe to spend, this number too high, as if each one wasn't a whole man.”
― Naomi Novik, Uprooted

“CPR dummy looked like him and had clearly been stabbed. Repeatedly. In the groin. He thought she might have used the dummy for target practice, and tried not to be offended. Key word: tried.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest Secret

“If you see the dragon fly,
best you drink the flagon dry.”
—Zarost”
― Greg Hamerton, Second Sight

“They come and go like seasons, the winter that gives no thought to the spring.”
― Naomi Novik, Uprooted

“Those who try to juggle wisdom, power and greed, drop one of the balls, every time.”
—Zarost”
― Greg Hamerton, The Riddler's Gift

“How can you understand the language of music, if you will not be an instrument?”—Zarost”
― Greg Hamerton, Second Sight

“He was aware that darkness could take root in pristine gardens, and even good men could fall to shadow.”
― Ella Rose Carlos, A Long Lost Fantasy

“I've been called many things in my time, but never a conduit of divinity- Cedric MacKinnon, My Fearful Symmetry”
― Denise Verrico

“Ketika kau memiliki firasat buruk tentang kehilangan orang yang paling berharga, kau akan mencoba untuk tidak mempercayainya. Tetapi jika kelak firasat itu semakin nyata, kau akan melakukan apa pun untuk menjaga orang yang paling berharga itu. Sekalipun akhirnya kau tetap kehilangannya!”
― K.A.Z_Violin, Eldar: Violin & Negeri Salju Abadi

“War was a terrible, fickle thing–an eternal, horrendous nightmare for those who lived it, and a thing easily forgotten by those who didn’t.”
― Ella Rose Carlos, A Long Lost Fantasy

“People that are lazy don't get anything accomplished. It's People like me that are reliable.”
― Richard W. Todd

“I do tasks for the gods, usually things like tracking down rare items or taking someone safely to a destination."
D'Molay the Freeman Tracker”
― M.Scott Verne, City of the Gods: Forgotten

“A volte l’invisibile si manifesta solo agli occhi di chi è accecato dalla paura. Tu abbi fede e non sbaglierai.”
― Z. D’Aleo, L’Amuleto

“Sitting on top of a burning cottage was a huge gold and green scaled dragon. Its massive wings closed around its body. Its spiked tail flicked, sending large parts of the roof crashing to the square below. In its right claw, it held Andorria. It rotated its head from right to left, spewing out large streams of flames.
"Nice of you to join us, Aiden!" the dragon bellowed.
Aiden took a step back. In great confusion, he recognized the voice.”
― Michael E. Coones, Commander Courage: and the Forgotten Books of Darkness

“Steward didn’t feel like a hero. Yet she didn’t apologize. She didn’t ask for forgiveness. Instead, Steward did what she knew best: she lied.”
― Tristan Miranda, Drowned Sea: A Dark Fantasy Adventure

“The skin of his knuckles was shredded, showing bone underneath, as if he’d fought a rock and won. Or more likely, he’d beaten a dozen men to death with his bare hands.”
― Tristan Miranda, Drowned Sea: A Dark Fantasy Adventure

“Warnings are for Mice. If you need to issue a warning, you are hoping. If you are hoping, then you are already dead.” A talan appeared in Lilyth’s fingers. “Do you know how many people I have killed? How many that were stronger than you? Faster than you? Better than you?”
― Tristan Miranda, Drowned Sea: A Dark Fantasy Adventure

“We fight. Just like old times, right, friend?” Mouse asked, trying to laugh, but his lopsided grin was nowhere to be seen. The right side of his lip quivered. The left side was still. He wiped his runny nose as a tear fell. “One last battle between the Mop King and the Rat Prince.”
― Tristan Miranda, Drowned Sea: A Dark Fantasy Adventure

“There is darkness in all of our souls. But there is also light. Just because the darkness threatens doesn’t mean the light won’t win out in the end.”
― Briar Boleyn, Knight of the Goddess

“He met my gaze and held it, and I watched with fascination as the color of his irises seemed to swirl and ripple like ink in water. He was truly a beautiful creature, even more so with his skin glowing from the barest sheen of sweat. But the thought struck me then that he was as much something else as he was a man.”
― Hannah Levin, The Treasured One

“Trees whisper their mysterious secrets to those who listen: THE FORESTBORNS”
― Vardhini Amin

“There comes a time when you must choose a path. To walk toward knowledge and truth, or to turn away toward earthly matters.”
― Claudia Merrill, The Last Oracle

“Everything was moving. Light emanated from the smallest blade of grass to the largest trunk of a tree. Bathed in light the world seemed alive, teeming with life. She was in the stream, the stream of all things.”
― Claudia Merrill, The Last Oracle

“Water had been pliant, fire eager, but earth demanded a mutual understanding—a bond.”
― Layla Soreyne, Arya and the Guardians of Azhira

“On the fifth night, upon the eighth hour, as the fires burned, Abbo was stricken ill by St. Anthony’s Fire. I assumed it was the rye bread he’d eaten as I had eaten the cornbread. I recall telling Abbo to try the cornbread instead, but he never tried rye, and his heart was set on it. I should’ve known better when the merchant smiled, the man never smiles. I think he meant to hurt Abbo...”
― Marilyn Velez, Tundra: The Darkest Hour

“The light of the evenfall had dwindled, bringing a knot of smoke over the blacksmith’s shop, and from one point to the next, a streak of colors lined the horizon like time’s old hand, reminding one of a Geiger tree. To the wandering eye, the eve would’ve seemed perfect except for the wall of cries that drowned its beauty.”
― Marilyn Velez, Tundra: The Darkest Hour