Fiction Fantasy Quotes

The Light shines brightest, when the world is at its darkest.

I'm afraid we were so eager to avoid war, we've made it all but certain.

We forgive only that which requires forgiveness. To do otherwise is wasteful of grace.” -- Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

My death granted immortality.With one look, I knew he’d be my undoing…” Forgotten, book #1 of the Fate Trilogy

One can lose themselves in the twilight, when there are no colors to guide the way.

Those who die never truly leave us. They are forever there beyond the shimmering of light at the edge of sight.

If this is where you ask me to run around in my birthday suit, I’m not entirely comfortable with that, ” I said, smirking.

To the stars who listen - and the dreams that are answered.

Marcii hoped she was wrong, though she knew the odds were slim.Still, in the face of everything, there is always hope.

I did not know what the future would bring, but I knew that life is not merely about knowledge. It is about the courage and trust that we place in our stories.

People can always say I don't look impressive enough, but they can't argue over how strong I am once I punch them in the face.

It is a very difficult thing, to love another.To some it comes easily, naturally even. Whilst for others, the road to such things is long and arduous and fraught with danger.

The raven – Asker – immediately cawed. It sounded suspiciously like laughter. “Not... be afraid of Asker.” The raven’s button eyes gleamed. “He only eats worms… you are not worm.

He stood taller, and straighter, and broader, and infinitely more human than anything else Marcii could possibly imagine.

He was like nothing she’d ever known.Marcii hoped she would come to know him, for he was all she could ever have asked for and more.

And yet the night was still fresh: young as new dawn.There was still time for worlds to change, if that was to be their fate.

They were like lightning and rain, existing together but clashing at their very natures.

It's been a pleasure pleasing you.

In the year 2052, it's not love but hate that unites the world.

Let the deal be spoken first and then manipulate it to your advantage.

You'll regret that, Bourkan.

Duty over fear.

I am War. I am Death. I am the Unloved God.

I mind-melded the details trapped inside my head since it felt easier than talking, which surprised me." -- Jennifer Mills from Soul Reader by: Dianne Bright

This was a Darkness born of fire.

From now until eternity meets its end, you will walk by faith and not by sight.

Even the best laid plans turn to hell when exposed to reality

For Honor and the Octagon!

As for peace, it was never free and laws were made to be broken. Peacemaker or lawbreaker, someone, somewhere always paid the price no matter what side of the words they were on.

All his senses screamed in warning, the very air reeking of forbidden magic, but duty call him forward.

You know what it is like to wake up in the middle of a bunch of corpses with a little girl in your arms scared to death?-Enyo

It’s degrading being routinely subjected to a battery of medical tests to ensure I continue to deserve a place in this new world.

The ego of a god, the wit of a goldfish.

I had evolved a year too soon, and it nearly broke me

Everything is About To Change.

Those who try to juggle wisdom, power and greed, drop one of the balls, every time.”—Zarost

A friendship like theirs was hard to come by, and when such a thing is found, it is often even harder to hold on to.But, as so few come to learn, absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder.

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day.

This is what a castle sounded like when it died, and he knew he would never forget it.

Time is indifferent of the events and triumphs and tragedies of mankind, and really even, for the most part, of its own inexorable passage.

My memories came back like a punch in the face. Only good.

She looked at him and felt a dagger pierce her heart, then she felt a warm chocolate feeling swallow her senses.

The rhythm of fraught footsteps and fervent heartbeat orchestrated a symphony of anticipation and dread.

To see someone you love in so much pain—especially emotional pain that can’t be remedied—was the worst form of torture.

Most tales carry a kernel of truth, else they're soon forgotten.

Beauty to beguile, spies to ensnare, and gold, always gold, to tempt, to trap, to control.

Splendor was the decree of the day.

Now I realize what I've known all along, that this ability, or this gift, rather, comes at a cost. It always has.

Jake's in trouble.'Luca rolled his eyes. 'What now?''He's gone off somewhere, I think I know where, and I don't think it's good.''Cant that boy ever stay in and watch telly like the rest of us?

Don’t worry yourself. It is better that you are cautious and safe than to be accepting and sorry. Trust must be earned. I hope I have now earned yours.