Fate Does Not Seek Our Consent.

Once You Place That Crown Of Liar On Your Head, You Can Take It Off Again, But It Leaves A Stain For All Time.

There Is No Place So Dangerous As A World Without Magic.

Fantasy Allows You Bend The World And The Situation To More Clearly Focus On The Moral Aspects Of What's Happening. In Fantasy You Can Distill Life Down To The Essence Of Your Story.

Dance With Me, Death, I Am Ready.

She Looked So Beautiful In The Moonlight, But It Wasn't Only The Way She Looked, It Was What Was Inside Her, Everything From Her Intelligence And Courage To Her Wit, And The Special Smile She Gave Only To Him. He Would Slay A Dragon, If There Were Such A Thing, Just To See That Smile. He Knew He Would Never Want Anyone Else For As Long As He Lived. He Would Rather Spend The Rest Of His Life Alone Than With Someone Else. There Could Be No One Else.