#fan

Profanity is the effort of a feeble brain to express itself forcibly. ↗

— Spencer W. Kimball

#effort

I believe in good and evil," said Jem. "And I believe the soul is eternal. But I don't believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness." Tessa looked at will. "What about you? What do you believe? "Pulvis et umbra sumus," said Will, not looking at her as he spoke. "I believe we are dust and shadows. What else is there? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#young-adults-fantasy #believe

If we don't dream. Then we will never know what we can become. ↗

— Dalian Artanian

#dreams

Fairy tales since the beginning of recorded time, and perhaps earlier, have been “a means to conquer the terrors of mankind through metaphor. ↗

— Jack Zipes

#fantasy #terrorism

There's an epigram tacked to my office bulletin board, pinched from a magazine -- "Wanting to meet an author because you like his work is like wanting to meet a duck because you like pâté. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#disappointment #epigrams #fandom #on-writing #similes

There is no such thing as helplessness. It's just another word for giving up. ↗

— Jefferson Smith

#fantasy #helplessness #hope #persistence #surrender

Fang! Come Back!" I started pulling his hair. Shaking his head and shoulders. Hard. "Wake up! Snap out of it! You stupid jerk! I am going to kill you if you die on me! ↗

— James Patterson

#maximum-ride #stupidity

But it is the mark of all movements, however well-intentioned, that their pioneers tend, by much lashing of themselves into excitement, to lose sight of the obvious. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#ideology #movements #obvious #ideology

That took balls." "Please," I said with a snort, "that took ovaries. Of which I have two. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#urban-fantasy #fantasy

You always were selfish. Your one fault. Not willing to share anything, are you?" Suddenly, Damon's lips curved up in a singularly beautiful smile. But fortunately the lovely Elena is more generous. Didn't she tell you about our little liaisons? Why? The first time we met she almost gave herself to me on the spot." "That's a lie!" "Oh, no, dear brother, I never lie about anything important. Or do I mean unimportant? Anyway, your beauteous damsel nearly swooned into my arms. I think she likes men in black." As Stefan stared at him, trying to control his breathing, Damon added, almost gently, "You're wrong about her, you know, You think she's sweet and docile like Katherine. She isn't. She's not your type at all, my saintly brother. She has a spirit and a fire in her that you wouldn't know what to do with." "And you would, I suppose." Damon uncrossed his arms and slowly smiled again. "Oh, yes. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#beauty