Epic Fantasy Quotes
Epic Fantasy Quote of the day
The Inquisitor waited for silence. "Do you believe in anything?""Not if I can help it. Belief alone is nothing to be proud of, Inquisitor. Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.
(Evil people) do not believe in forgiveness. Their transgressions are either punished or not punished. That is the only result that matters.
A man without equals is a dangerous man indeed. He must exercise the most difficult of attributes, restraint.
At least he possessed enough sense to recognize how little sense he possessed.
Why all this death?You might as easily ask ‘Why all this life?’.
Those of strong character and training are chosen by fate. They cannot help but rise to the forefront when their nations are troubled.
You'd claim me?" he asked, hopeful but cautious.She nodded once. "Because I'd never set a monster like you loose in the world.
You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.
They have forgotten that war is momentum.War is natural. And war makes one strong.
She paused in the doorway, tipping her head to consider Brittany, who only glared. "You're right. I think most girls don't look like the tooth fairy dresses them every day.
Your best disguise is the strong impression your enemy has of you. Strong...and dead wrong.
Where magic is the essence of existence and those who wield it, rarely what they seem
I don’t know why it’s not universally acknowledged that looking back is a terrible idea. It only makes going forward that much harder.
Ellysetta Baristani." Belliard's voice caused her to stop and turn back around. "Even should you clothe yourself in rags and dirt, you would bring honor to the Fey.
It is not Love that is the crime and it is not Love that is the sin. It is the absence of it!”ARcher Tariq - "A Rising Darkness
...making some noise in the woods is a thing that one can forget. The sound of a man’s voice on the other hand, is something else entirely.
Show yourself to the darkness, they said, and then you will see your face." --Nero SlyvenskiALL LIGHT WILL FALL
It's death and destruction I want to bring down upon House Lannister, not scorn. Jon said.
It was your personality that consumed me. You became my favorite. My favorite of them all…
The first time I saw Cricket, I loved her. Little did I know that skinny, goofy girl would one day grow up to be a great dragon slayer. I would have pegged her for a shoemaker.
His gaze hits mine with the force of a battering ram. He looks… appalled. “I-I won’t do this. I can’t… be with you.
Isaac stopped her at the bottom of the stairs with a crooked smile. "I would wish you sweet dreams, but how can they be memorable if I won't be in them?
Long has black powder been in the hands of dwarves alone. Alas, winds ever change and nothing remains the same forever.Lord Arrlo Salkeld
When his dead father touched his hand, Athson almost dropped the arrow." From The Bow of Destiny
What’s not to love? I made friends with a pretty girl and now we get to plan a castle break in. This beats the day to day kill, eat and survive.
Hurricanes couldn’t remove you from my mind. You’re my world and I’m incapable of not loving you.
There was a feeling on the air like the eve of the end of the world.
Being on the edge is always worse than going through
The rhythm of fraught footsteps and fervent heartbeat orchestrated a symphony of anticipation and dread.
You are blessed with a knack for sucking the wonder out of the extraordinary.
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper’s mockery forsakes me aloneMy own clangorous thoughts are the last to remain
I propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faërie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold.
Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Lightthrough whom is splintered from a single Whiteto many hues, and endlessly combinedin living shapes that move from mind to mind.
We forgive only that which requires forgiveness. To do otherwise is wasteful of grace.” -- Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred
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.
My strings are being pulled, this time by a different puppet master.
I am going to go into this world, and I don't care if you and your narrow mind cannot be a part of it.
