"Are not all loves secretly the same? A hundred flowers sprung from a single root."
— Tanith Lee (Delirium's Mistress: A Novel of the Flat Earth)

"How massively the mountains stand, while low to the ground the sand blows. The sand blows on and on. And then there are no mountains, none at all, the sand has kissed and whispered them away. And still, the sand blows on."
— Tanith Lee (Delirium's Mistress: A Novel of the Flat Earth)

"A rose by any other name
Would get the blame
For being what it is--
The colour of a kiss,
The shadow of a flame.

A rose may earn another name,
So call it love;
So call it love I will,
And love is like the sea,
Which changes constantly,
And yet is still
The same."
— Tanith Lee (The Silver Metal Lover)

"It was the forest’s fault. Those two handsome woodcutters. An evil place, the forest, everyone knew it, full of temptations and imps..."
— Tanith Lee

"Condemned and executioner are not coupled in a primitive rite."
— Tanith Lee (Sabella)

"I held out my book. It was precious to me, as were all the things I'd written; even where I despised their inadequacy there was not one I would disown. Each tore its way from my entrails. Each had shortened my life, killed me with its own special little death."
— Tanith Lee (The Book of the Damned)