All Quotes By Tag: Fantasy

“But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment than is ordinarily imagined.”

“One of the most brilliant Russian writers of the twentieth century, Yevgeny Zamyatin belongs to the tradition in Russian literature represented by Gogol, Leskov, Bely, Remizov, and, in certain aspects of their work, also by Babel and Bulgakov. It is a tradition, paradoxically, of experimenters and innovators. Perhaps the principal quality that unites them is their approach to reality and its uses in art – the refusal to be bound by literal fact, the interweaving of reality and fantasy, the transmutation of fact into poetry, often grotesque, oblique, playful, but always expressive of the writer’s unique vision of life in his own, unique terms.”

“Contemplate the marvel that is existence, and rejoice that you are able to do so.”

“Fate intertwines with everyday life, even when people fail to pay attention.”

“Paul Robinson, I’m coming, it has taken me a while, but I have almost caught up with you. Keep running, if you cannot run walk, if you cannot walk crawl, if you cannot do this dream. Paul Robinson author.”

“Matriarchy is a time-honored staple for any writer looking to invent an exotic society.”

“There’s something terribly weird about the standard fantasy setting–not least of which the fact the phrase “standard fantasy setting” can be uttered without irony.”

“So fine a medicine is the will to action.”

“It shocked his sense of dramatic economy that they should have to resort to violence when the same result could have been obtained by a minimum expenditure of energy.”

“Used every man according to his capacity.”

“Once you become a known writer, you will not have bad books anymore. You will only have less good books than the good ones.”

“The gods do not visit you to remind you what you know already.”

“Listen to me. When a physicist starts talking about souls, we are officially off the map.”

“Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one’s soul so entangled in it that you can’t let it go, even if you try. If you feel it–if you really feel it–then you speak it like it’s a still-beating heart clenched in your fist and there’s blood running down your arm, dripping off your elbow, and you can’t let go.”

“One cannot expect to travel far without faith.”