Ya Fiction Quotes
I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan
No one disputes that seeming order can come out of the application of simple rules. But who wrote the rules?
His eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound of trains, suddenly sprouting a humming forest of hair-fine glass spines.
Sometimes fiction is more easily understood than true events. Reality is often pathetic.
Beware of more powerful weapons. They often inflict as much damage to your soul as they do to you enemies.
The fictive is an emormous territory it turns out, its boundaries vague, and there is little certainty about where it begins and ends.
Writers of novels live in a strange world where what's made up is as important as what's real.
Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.
Fiction wouldn't be much fun without its fair share of scoundrels, and they have to live somewhere.
Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together.
Good men are often more practical than pretty " said Mother. "Andrius just happens to be both.
I can't wait to get my memory back. It sounds like I am a really cool person
We care about moral issues, nobility, decency, happiness, goodness—the issues that matter in the real world, but which can only be addressed, in their purity, in fiction.
You are both daring and unscrupulous, and you think fast. I have been looking for a person with those particular characteristics. Also I noticed you speak Babylonian.
You can give me detention. Oh, wait, that's right...you aren't the boss of me. So I guess you can just bite me. -Dean
It is ourselves we encounter whenever we invent fictions.
Yes - 90% of fantasy is crap. And so is 90% of science fiction and 90% of mystery fiction and 90% of literary fiction.
The telephone bell was ringing wildly, but without result, since there was no-one in the room but the corpse.
And I grew up on a steady diet of science fiction, especially apocalyptic and postapocalyptic fiction.
To try is to invite uncertainty. Where confidence goes, success usually follows.
Oh no, real life is escape. The great terrors, the horrors--we hope--of your life come from reading fiction.
There will come a time of fire and night, when enemies rise and empires fall, when the stars themselves begin to die.
Cery: So, Hem, tell me why I shouldn't see how many holes I need to make before you start leaking money?
Regrets are about decisions that you know you should have done different.
Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space.
So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.
Which came first, the mind or the idea of the mind? Have you never wondered? They arrived together. The mind is an idea.
Fiction is the lie that tells the truth, after all.
The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a strange sense of peace.
We each have our lives... What matters is not how long those lives last, but what we do with them.
The mountebank told them that God was surely trying to kill them, possibly because He was through with them, and that they should have the good manners to die. This, as you can see, they did.
Those wanderers must have looked on Earth, circling safely in the narrow zone between fire and ice, and must have guessed that it was the favourite of the Sun's children.
Even in the world of make-believe there have to be rules. The parts have to be consistent and belong together.
Once upon a time there was a young lady who lived in a marsh, and her name was Poison.