#tin

Forget the names because names lie but remember me because when you look at me I remember myself. Remember me because I will never forget you. ↗

— Jordan Weisman

#love #remembering #love

I love the word 'fantasy'... but I love it for the almost infinite room it gives an author to play: an infinite playroom, of a sort, in which the only boundaries are those of the imagination. I do not love it for the idea of commercial fantasy. Commercial fantasy, for good or for ill, tends to drag itself through already existing furrows, furrows dug by J. R. R. Tolkien or Robert E. Howard, leaving a world of stories behind it, excluding so much. There was so much fine fiction, fiction allowing free reign to the imagination of the author, beyond the shelves of genre. That was what we wanted to read. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#fantasy #writing #imagination

Too bad that all the people who know how to run the country are busy driving taxicabs and cutting hair. ↗

— George Burns

#busy #country #cutting #driving #hair

By the Angel," Jace said, looking the demon up and down. "I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no one ever warned me about the smell." Abbadon opened its mouth and hissed. Inside its mouth were two rows of jagged glass-sharp teeth. "I'm not sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#demon #fearlessness #humor #jace-wayland #sarcasm

For readers worldwide, the attraction of romance novels seems to be that they provide hope, strength, and the assurance that happy endings are possible. Romance makes the promise that no matter how bleak things sometimes look, in the end everything will turn out right and true love will triumph -- and in an uncertain world, that's very comforting. ↗

— Leigh Michaels

#romance-novels #writing #love

She ran because she had no other choice. She feared what would happen if she dared to stop. There was no time to think. There was barely any time for her to breathe. On her broken ankle, she ran. With her bruised arms, she ran. With her bleeding sides, she ran because she knew today was the day she was meant to die. ↗

— Judyann McCole

#fight #fighting-evil #fighting-to-survive #death

A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it ↗

— Roald Dahl

#freedom

The natural way of life is perfect as it, seeds die so flowers can bloom, and in time they give themselves back to the earth. ↗

— Martin Suarez

#departing #gone #life #life-lessons #suffering-clinging

So I have 8 to 10 screenplays written and unproduced. And frankly, some of them are my favorite stories. I have a Western version of The Count Of Monte Cristo where the count has a clockwork hand. I have a screenplay called Mephisto's Bridge about a Faustian deal with the devil. I love them all. ↗

— Guillermo del Toro

#love

No emptiness in universe, love permeates everything. ↗

— Toba Beta

#love #permeate #love