Ya Fiction Quotes

It's a never ending dream for everyone it seems, to find again what was once precious and has been lost.

Seductive pull of the forest, an open canvas for trouble.

Go and you will see that nothing is as wonderful as our dreams can make it

just because a mage wears the black robes does not make him evil.

How could none of them comprehend the beauty of a human soul, shining in heaven for eternity? Where it would be whole again, as they all had been once in times past?

It was an alien place, as much inhuman as it was ungodly. There was no life in this place. It was a different world altogether.This world was dead.

To be a convincing story, you've got to know what you're talking about. In EVERY detail."-Rayner Unwin

Everything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire.

...how impossible itis to really make a choice, when the best choice of all is an option youcouldn’t even imagine.

It's all just a bit of fun ...

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

It does no good for you to spend all of your time worrying about what may come and being blind to what you have in the present.” ~Blaez, The Guardians of Eastgate

She didn't use any artificial light, but let the glow from the silver moon in the north and the periwinkle moon in the south to guide her.

In other circumstances, Ivan might have offered him a job. Sadly, with a few notable meta exceptions, dead men didn’t code very well.

To put it as simply as possible, I ate a god.

Like watches over like, as the saying goes.

Sooner or later, they’ll realize that having one spider in the house kills a lot of the lesser insects.

The mind is filled with thoughts, but the heart is filled with wishes, and they have since the beginning of time been the core of all folklore.

It all started when Dam went missing.

For what was burned at the stakes beyond the fires did endure

Right now, all she knew was that she had the potential to love him greatly and fiercely, and she wanted to do so and nothing else very much and for many years.

:Wait for me here?: :Until the moon crumbles into the sea, : Shadowmane whispered. Wareska laughed again. :Always so eloquently dramatic.:

With a heart of furious fanciesWhereof I am commander:With a burning spear, And a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander...

Once upon a time, the girl locked in the tower fell in love with the dragon...

These days the sun never cared to shine when people like me needed it most.

Death is lighter than a feather. Duty, heavier than a mountain.

Magic happens to those who believe in it."-Zonosh, Wizard of the Elements

All true Northerners should bare steel to their enemies, and stand true to the course they have chosen, for when the heart is divided by fear then the battle is already lost.

He rubbed at his face, as if seeking to awaken the right words from muscle, blood and bone.

And he kept himself captive of his imaginations.

A pure crystal stream sprang laughing in the midst of desolation......

It was one flickering ember that was almost smothered to death daily. But it just wouldn’t quit… it was hope.

Be satisfied in your ignorance for there is no safety in knowledge.

My strings are being pulled, this time by a different puppet master.

Haftor was the Easer to the Easers. This was the most powerful man in Creation. Peder knew trouble was coming, but knew not what it was or how to deal with it.

No queen has had to fight an insurrection in half a millennium. And she takes it personally. But it was her fate to be a good queen that followed four poor ones

Zanuta looked into the face of the faithful courier. "I have conquered the world, but I have never killed a man.

The cell door opened. My hands went to my eyes. Why was the door opened? I wasn’t dead yet. I think.

If the ending is not happy, the story is not finished.

The Clowns were Hungry. They did not want to wait to be fed. But when they sated there hunger, they wanted it to be in the right way, for the right reasons. They could wait . The Grace Keepers

Christmas is a fun theme for a courtroom tale, because like that "Miracle on 34th Street", strange things have been known to happen when Christmas and the law come face to face.

To read is to live inside a new world...

Don’t you just love children? If they’re not disappointing you, they’re dead.

Lost…What if all of the folklore elements your grandfather spoke of—actually were?What if there was only a paper thin separation of less than one degree?Who would save you? How would you survive?

Murder doesn’t bother you much, does it?”“Not as much as your endless questions.

No one wants to rattle the cage of a "crazy" person whose family tends to snap.

She's only a girl. What kind of men are you?''Dead ones?' asked Drith, who yanked the door open and put her sword through Narses' throat.

Duke to Michel: I’m fairly certain that even ifyou’d struggle in a quiz against a pigeon, you are capable enough of opening doors.

Draw a cart with horses, or push it down a hill...Both move the cart, aye?” -- Daerwin of Brannagh

The dead worry the living because their silence reminds us how little the great comedies and tragedies in our lives matter and how little the universe would care if we'd never lived at all.” -- Nara