Fairy Tale Quotes
Fairy Tale Quote of the day
Art finds her own perfection within, and not outside of, herself.She is not to be judged by any external standard of resemblance.
Believe it. The world isn't all fairy tales and pixie dust. You need to grow up and face reality.
It was your personality that consumed me. You became my favorite. My favorite of them all…
Everyone wants the fairy tale, but don’t forget there are dragons in those stories.
You think her innocent/ Your little lost girl/ Caped in Inquisition red/ Yet when she leads you hunting Hyde/ Mind don't slay Jekyll in his stead
Once upon a time--which, when you come to think of it, is reallythe only proper way to begin a story--the only way that reallysmacks of romance and fairyland--
The witch knew who had killed her and she snatched pieces of time, here and there, from the business of dying, to make her revenge.
He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.
The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you're made to believe the spell can never be broken.
Rap un zeal' Demon within. I might as well put up a giant 'Come and Get Eaten' sign for the good those warning runes do.
Home is a fairy tale, the kind where children are lost in the woods, found, cooked and eaten.
He’s jealous because lions are better hunters.”--Monroe “Are you compensating for something, Monroe?” --Bastian
The little queen lived in a world where the sky swirled like the sea and nothing was itself for very long. Everything looked to be in brushstrokes.
The sound of the pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of paper under fingertips was what magic felt like.
It's going to be a grand adventure and a fairy tale of marvels. But it's my fault that you'll find a dragon at the end, my darling knight.
For it is a true fact that faeries, just like people, very often find that a full belly and a good friend are all that they need to be happy.
We build our understanding of the emotional world through the myths and legends of our culture. We are all, in part, made of fairy tales.
Quite often you drive me mad, but more often I'm just mad about you. And that darling, that's the best love there is.
You are brave and strong and good, noble and kind. I love you and I think you're...
the onewho will jolt awakeall the unwrittenthe unsungand the unlived in me. i am waitingfor him.
Dear Grimm, we’re not in Emerald anymore.” I started to hyperventilate.Rexi remained sprawled on her back. She barely opened an eye at my hysterics. “Duh.
As it so happens, Mr. Jest, I’ve sometimes come to believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast…
Yeah, but what we need are some fighters who know how to take down a wolf. I know three.""If you are going to get the Pigs, you'll need backup. They're not to be trifled with.
ah, life—the thingthat happensto uswhile we’re offsomewhere elseblowing ondandelions& wishingourselves intothe pages ofour favoritefairy tales.
The Bane...where coxswain's dirtand seaman's shirtsbrushed bawdily upon her chest...
She is a figure of legend and fairy tale, one to be taken seriously, or she might knock you off your feet with a quick whirl of the staff she carries everywhere.
And everyone lived happily, thought maybe not completely honestly, ever after. The End.
As in most fairy tales, there's a prince and a princess, dragons and some magic, and the feeling it gives you that anything is possible if we could stay this way forever.
She crossed her legs and kicked out her feet, clad in thick wool socks and boots big enough to house a little old lady.
I have always loved fairy tales, even now at the age when I am supposed to be too grown up and cynical for them.
Yes sir, the fish was left in place of the crystal ball. It's been bagged and tagged for analysis.”Great. Now we have another red herring on our hands.
This was not a fairy-tale castle and there was no such thing as a fairy-tale ending, but sometimes you could threaten to kick the handsome prince in the ham-and-eggs.
I do the same with my books...Nothing like a good argument in the margins with someone who's already said all they have to say on the subject.
Rain turned to ice, and lightning splintered, it splicedthe black sky, it seeped a bright white.All animals they fled, from the sky as it bled, pale death that fell veiling the night.
