Fairy tale Quote by Susan Power Download Open image ““Because I have willed it. And I am not a fairy tale.”” — Susan Power ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Fairy tale Storytelling
“I don't believe in fairy tales. I believe in making my own damn tale.” — Nicole Williams Copy Share Image
“In spite of life's unpredictable, callous ways, I still believe in fairy tales.” — Terry a O'Neal Copy Share Image
“Why didn't my father get to give Mom the fairy tale? Why do most people fail to give each other the fairy tale?” — Matthew Quick Copy Share Image
“The thing about fairy tales was having faith in the things that don't come true, and appreciating them when they do.” — Shey Stahl Copy Share Image
“Because, no matter how old we get, we always need to believe in fairytales.” — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“We are all searching for the fairy tale. When it doesn't come, we try to create it.” — Linda Masemore Pirrung Copy Share Image
“A fairy tale...on the other hand, demands of the reader total surrender; so long as he is in its world, there must be for… — W.H. Auden Copy Share Image
“Don’t you know you’re beautiful?” Fanny picked up one of my hands as casually as she would a teacup. “Look at this, look at these delicate bones, nails as glossy as porcelain. I can’t stand it.” She dropped my hand and fell back into her chair in one motion. “I think it’s that curl of a smile that finally does… — Susan Power Copy Share
“She had always been different, even when she tried not to be, unable to curb her curiosity which led her to read a great… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“When I thought of them together, I saw my sister perched behind Philbert on a bucking Brahma bull. She wasn’t grasping her boyfriend around the waist but kept her seat by clenching her knees. Somewhere in the picture Philbert was tossed to the ground, but Evelyn clung to the animal’s back like a wood tick, dug in, ignoring Philert’s waving… — Susan Power Copy Share
“Margaret peered at her reflecion, moving the compact in a circle so she could see her entire face. She though she looked transparent as a baby crayfish in the Little Heart River. Maragret had never been a vain woman, one to consult each mirror she passed or smooth her hair as she caught her reflection in a storefront window. She… — Susan Power Copy Share
“Lake Michigan had tempted her. It was a clear emerald green, and she could see to the bottom. The sand looked soft.” — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“A permanent dull ache spread from my belly to my chest. I thought I could feel pinpricks of loneliness in the pads of my… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“A vast mirror hung above his desk, its gilt frame a horror of twisted vines and sharp leaves, angry looking foliage. I thought of… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“I’m your friend now,” she told Harley as she massaged his neck and shoulders. “I have plenty of soul to spare. I’m rubbing it… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“We worked well together because I was quiet, fascinated by her stories of Wisconsin, which, as she told it, was not only the center… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“You don’t let your feelings run around and jump into someone else’s hand.” Mercury made a fist. “You grab on to your own life… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“She took to praying to Wakan Tanka, the Great Spirit of her childhood, who had not been a jealous God, she thought, but had… — Susan Power Copy Share Image
“From that time on they both looked forward to sleeping together. I might even say that the goal of their lovemaking was not so much pleasure as the sleep that followed it. She especially was affected. Whenever she stayed overnight in her rented room (which quickly became only an alibi for Tomas), she was unable to fall asleep; in his… — Milan Kundera Copy Share
I know my hair is out of the '60's, my clothes are '50's and the shoes I wear are from the '40's. But I… — Dolly Parton Copy Share Image
I have always been fascinated by the supernatural elements in stories, whether fairy tales, myths, film or literature. — Trudi Canavan Copy Share Image
“If this were a fairy tale, this would be the part where the fishboy appears and Diana shoots him through the heart. Because he is a tragic hero, he's our fucking Gatsby, and he lived for his fish and he has to die for his fish. He would never let my fake authority, condoning his abandonment, making up rules about… — Hannah Moskowitz Copy Share
“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… — A.F. Stewart Copy Share Image
Here is the world of imagination, hopes, and dreams. In this timeless land of enchantment, the age of chivalry, magic and make-believe are reborn… — Walt Disney Copy Share Image
Look at Jane Austen. Her characters derive in a reasonably straight line from fairy tales. — Andrew Davies Copy Share Image
Letters crossing in the post, unfamiliar tunes heard three times in one day, the way that blows of fate descend upon the same bowed… — Fay Weldon Copy Share Image
“He always had bread crumbs in his voice, and I followed them like a fairy tale.” — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“What the Boy chiefly dabbled in was natural history and fairy tales, and he just took them as they came, in a sandwichy sort… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
“Go out into the world, traveler. See what the long nights and hard days feel like, after a week of them.” “Perhaps I will… — Katherine Arden Copy Share Image
I grew up watching monster movies and horror movies, which I felt were like fairy tales and I think this always spoke to me.… — Tim Burton Copy Share Image
