Exactly what the fairy tale does is this: it accustoms him for a series of clear pictures to the idea that these… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
As a self-respecting dude, I'd never believed in fairy tales, but in that moment, I did. I'd found my angel to live… — Katie Ashley Copy Share Image
“We see men and women who work as hard as they possibly can and still fall behind a little more every month.… — Elizabeth Warren Copy Share Image
“As in any proper fairy tale, there's a majick formula, in this case called the Rule of Nines.” — Andrew Davidson Copy Share Image
“The eternal child. - We think that play and fairy tales belong to childhood: how shortsighted that is! As though we would… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
I don't think I've ever written anything even remotely naturalistic. The closest probably would be seen as 'Frankie and Johnny,' and that's… — Terrence McNally Copy Share Image
“Sometime later, I stood watching the cold rain fall, when suddenly I felt Daemon's arms around me and his lips on my… — Rebecca Boucher Copy Share Image
“It doesn't feel swollen," he commented, bending his head torward her ankle again. "Does it hurt at all?" "Very little. Not nearly… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“All stories are lessons. Fairy tales have a moral: Stay on the path. Don't trust wolves. Don't steal things, not even things… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
When I was a kid, both my mom and my dad worked night shifts, so we would spend a lot of time… — Katie Hill Copy Share Image
“it’s the way he uses language—which is nothing like the way fantasists used language before him. There’s no sense of nostalgia. There’s… — Joe Fassler Copy Share Image
Science knows it doesn't know everything; otherwise, it'd stop. But just because science doesn't know everything doesn't mean you can fill in… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Possibilities I prefer movies. I prefer cats. I prefer the oaks along the Warta. I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky. I prefer myself… — wislawa szymborska Copy Share Image
“Eleanor unpacked the picnic basket and spread Mrs. Stevenson's goodies across it. As the sun rose higher in the sky, the four… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“My eyelashes tickled the peephole." from Fogged Up Fairy Tale (Summer 2014)” — Denise Baer Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know how to read. Mother was my library. I read mother One day The world will be at peace Man… — Zhu Xiao-Mei Copy Share Image
