Fantasy Quote by Terry Pratchett

“It was all too much. I went to bed for three days, sick like an Austen or a Bronte character who'd foolishly wandered the…

— Heather Brittain Bergstrom

“This was the story of a prince who watched over his city as it slept. Who went on foot, for fear of trampling one…

— V.E. Schwab

“They walked side by side along the dark beach toward Monterey, where the lights hung, necklace above necklace against the hill. The sand dunes…

— John Steinbeck

“On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the…

— Thomas Hardy

“On the way down the hill we walked three abreast in the cobblestone street, drunk and laughing and talking like men who knew they…

— Hunter S. Thompson

“Waste forces within him, and a desert all around, this man stood still on his way across a silent terrace, and saw for a…

— Charles Dickens

“He did not feel as if he were inside a Pillar of Darkness in the middle of Yorkshire; he felt more as if the…

— Susanna Clarke

From the cab stepped a tall old man. Black raincoat and hat and a battered valise. He paid the driver, then turned and stood…

— William Peter Blatty

“He belonged to a walled city of the fifteenth century, a city of narrow, cobbled streets, and thin spires, where the inhabitants wore pointed…

— Daphne Du Maurier

“Essex was just a shadow in the room, the shadow of a thing I wanted, which was itself a shadow of wanting. But it…

— Alexis Hall

“After a while he pulled his hat down over his eyes and stood and placed his hands outstretched on the roof of the cab…

— Cormac McCarthy

“Sometimes, on days when the weather was beyond redemption, mere residence in the house, situated in the midst of a steady and continuous rain,…

— Marcel Proust