#faerie

Pryseis didn’t see goblin. She saw child. ↗

— Renee Wildes

#faeries #fantasy-romance #dreams

I have always loved you, princess" Robin Goodfellow promised, his green eyes shining in the darkness. "I always will. And I'll take whatever you can give me. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#paranormal-romance #puck #love

In all likelihood fairies of larger stature were ancient gods in a state of decay, while their diminutive congeners were the swarming spirits of primitive imagination. ↗

— Lewis Spence

#faeries #faery #fairy #fey #imagination

We all accepted that this land was a gate to that other world, the realm of spirits and dreams and the Fair Folk, without any question. The place we grew up in was so full of magic that it was almost a part of everyday life - not to say you'd meet one of them every time you went out to pick berries, or draw water from your well, but everyone we knew had a friend of a friend who'd strayed too far into the forest, and disappeared; or ventured inside a ring of mushrooms, and gone away for a while, and come back subtly changed. Strange things could happen in those places. Gone for maybe fifty years you could be, and come back still a young girl; or away for no more than an instant by moral reckoning, and return wrinkled and bent with age. These tales fascinated us, but failed to make us careful. If it was going to happen to you, it would happen, whether you liked it or not. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#fairies-faeries #inevitable #age

I think ... I should go home soon. Mom and Luke are probably going nuts. What about you?" He shrugged, a casual lift of one shoulder. "You tell me. When I left Nevernever, I didn't have any plans other than being with you. If you want me around, just say the word. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#love #meghan-chase #love

She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air. ↗

— Holly Black

#faery #ocean #sea #water #love

Chase away sorrow by living ↗

— Melissa Marr

#faeries #sorrow #wisdom #love

Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire his kiss, she won’t be free. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#faerie #fairies #free

He hesitated, but then stepped beneath the tree and knelt, depositing me gently on the ground between two giant roots. And he stayed there, kneeling beside me, holding my hand in his. Something splashed the back of my hand, cold as spring water, crystalling to my skin. A faery's tears. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#tears

Think of every fairy-tale villainess you've ever heard of. Think of the wicked witches, the evil queens, the mad enchantresses. Think of the alluring sirens, the hungry ogresses, the savage she-beasts. Think of them and remember that somewhere, sometime, they've all been real. Mab gave them lessons. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#fairy-tales #lessons