#fantasy

The only constant in this reality is change... ↗

— Brian Fatah Steele

#urban-fantasy #change

The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose above the great mountainous island of Tremalking. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#age

Who upholds the gorsedd if not You? Who counts the ages of the world if not You? Who commands the Wheel of Heaven if not You? Who quickens life in the womb if not You? Therefore, God of All Virtue and Power, sain us and shield us with Your Swift Sure Hand. ↗

— Stephen R. Lawhead

#religous #age

Marilynn...passed out black cases to everyone. I opened mine to find an iPad inside. Several candidates whistled. Despite my agitated state, it impressed me too. Maybe wizard school wasn’t going to be as lame as I had thought. “All of your schedules and assignments will be done on these,” Marilynn explained. “The whole school is on these. We’ve had them for awhile now. ↗

— Priya Ardis

#coming-of-age #digital-textbook #e-books #ebooks #fairy-tales

Maxine,” Grant said, but I barely heard him. I was lost in that vision, in those emotions—the pain, and hunger for pain, forming the root of so much agonized rage. “ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate,’” I muttered. “Yoda, from Star Wars?” “ ‘Hate leads to suffering.’” I met his gaze. “Yoda knows his shit, man.” Grant’s mouth crooked in a gentle smile. ↗

— Marjorie M. Liu

#fantasy #humor #hunter-kiss #reaper-kings #anger

Hoga Gothyelk no longer felt anger, not truly -- only varieties of sorrow. ↗

— R. Scott Bakker

#insight #anger

Assassination is an art, milord, and I am the city’s most accomplished artist - Durzo Blint ↗

— Brent Weeks

#fantasy #art

But in the end, black can never be white, one plus one must always equal two, and Mara Lynn was a normal little girl. ↗

— Jake Vander Ark

#fantasy #fiction #logic #paranormal-romance #young-love

Then I wondered, what if? What if he kissed me? What if he told me I was beautiful? What if he told me he loved me? What would I say in return? ↗

— Markelle Grabo

#elves #fantasy #love #speaking #what-if

I realized that the whole time I was holding this beautiful stranger in my arms, feeding on her, it felt like I was betraying Sofia. ↗

— Bella Forrest

#vampire-romance #vampires #young-adult #young-adult-romance #beauty