#fantasy

Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#annabelle-fancher #fantasy #life #outlook #perspective

So you do believe in... true love? she whispered. I took a deep breath, I think I have to, I said, blinking back tears. Without it, we're all going nowhere. ↗

— Juliet Marillier

#true-love #love

I want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#fantasy #lord-of-the-rings #Éowyn #love

Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn’t setting the standard very high." -Ember, Darkness Of Light ↗

— Stacey Marie Brown

#demons #fae #funny-quotes #paranormal-romance #quotes-i-love

Fantasy love is much better than reality love. Never doing it is very exciting. The most exciting attractions are between two opposites that never meet. ↗

— Andy Warhol

#fantasy-love #imaginary-sex #imagination #love #sex

Unhappy people needs your smile more than Happy people do ↗

— Vianka Van Bokkem

#vampire #young-adult #love

Love and fantasy, go hand in hand. ↗

— Marc Chagall

#love #love

Some justice, though did not deal with kindheartedness or good feeling toward others. No, justice had a darker side, a gray area where it mingled alongside vengeance, and only the wise and pure of heart were able to tell the two apart. That kind of justice was swift. It was only called upon afer mercy and morals fail. It was the darkest form of goodness known to anyone, even the gods, and required only the strongest, most daring men to bring about. ↗

— Evan Meekins

#fantasy-fiction #fiction #justice #vengeance #young-adult

Tant que mes jambes me permettent de fuir, tant que mes bras me permettent de combattre, tant que l'expérience que j'ai du monde me permet de savoir ce que je peux craindre ou désirer, nulle crainte : je puis agir. Mais lorsque le monde des hommes me contraint à observer ses lois, lorsque mon désir brise son front contre le monde des interdits, lorsque mes mains et mes jambes se trouvent emprisonnées dans les fers implacables des préjugés et des cultures, alors je frissonne, je gémis et je pleure. Espace, je t'ai perdu et je rentre en moi-même. Je m'enferme au faite de mon clocher où, la tête dans les nuages, je fabrique l'art, la science et la folie. ↗

— Henri Laborit

#fantasy #folly #solitude #art

Into the sky to win or die. ↗

— Christopher Paolini

#fantasy #movie #movies