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Quotes About Epic Fantasy

Quotes tagged as "epic-fantasy" (showing 1-30 of 75)
George R.R. Martin
“Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

N.K. Jemisin
“And once upon a time I wondered: Is writing epic fantasy not somehow a betrayal? Did I not somehow do a disservice to my own reality by paying so much attention to the power fantasies of disenchanted white men?

But. Epic fantasy is not merely what Tolkien made it.

This genre is rooted in the epic — and the truth is that there are plenty of epics out there which feature people like me. Sundiata’s badass mother. Dihya, warrior queen of the Amazighs. The Rain Queens. The Mino Warriors. Hatshepsut’s reign. Everything Harriet Tubman ever did. And more, so much more, just within the African components of my heritage. I haven’t even begun to explore the non-African stuff. So given all these myths, all these examinations of the possible… how can I not imagine more? How can I not envision an epic set somewhere other than medieval England, about someone other than an awkward white boy? How can I not use every building-block of my history and heritage and imagination when I make shit up?

And how dare I disrespect that history, profane all my ancestors’ suffering and struggles, by giving up the freedom to imagine that they’ve won for me.”
N.K. Jemisin

Angelo Tsanatelis
“...choose your battles wisely and remember, what the heart knows, walks afar from reason. It simply is.”
Angelo Tsanatelis, Origins

Daniel McHugh
“You are blessed with a knack for sucking the wonder out of the extraordinary.”
Daniel McHugh, The Merchant and the Menace

Angelo Tsanatelis
“...making some noise in the woods is a thing that one can forget. The sound of a man’s voice on the other hand, is something else entirely.”
Angelo Tsanatelis, Origins

N.K. Jemisin
“I remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying with a god wasn't something I had considered, but it did not surprise me. A mortal man's strength had its limits. He spent himself and slept. He could be a good lover, but even his best skills were only guesswork - for every caress that sent a woman's head into the clouds, he might try ten that brought her back to earth.”
N.K. Jemisin, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms

Kevin James Breaux
“Right and wrong matters little when survival matters most.”
Kevin James Breaux, Blood Divided

N.K. Jemisin
“J. R. R. Tolkien, the near-universally-hailed father of modern epic fantasy, crafted his magnum opus The Lord of the Rings to explore the forces of creation as he saw them: God and country, race and class, journeying to war and returning home. I’ve heard it said that he was trying to create some kind of original British mythology using the structure of other cultures’ myths, and maybe that was true. I don’t know. What I see, when I read his work, is a man trying desperately to dream.

Dreaming is impossible without myths. If we don’t have enough myths of our own, we’ll latch onto those of others — even if those myths make us believe terrible or false things about ourselves. Tolkien understood this, I think because it’s human nature. Call it the superego, call it common sense, call it pragmatism, call it learned helplessness, but the mind craves boundaries. Depending on the myths we believe in, those boundaries can be magnificently vast, or crushingly tight.”
N.K. Jemisin

D.M. Raver
“A grim expression came over Syah’s face. “The colt you speak of lost its mother during a storm. If this stallion was that colt, it is not just wild, it is insane. That horse will break your bones.”

“And that will be a worthy end, a prince struck down by such a noble steed.”

Fasime pushed himself off the support of the fence, but Oman grabbed his arm.

“It’s not worth it, Brother.”

“I can tame him.”

“What will we tell Mother and Father if he kills you?” Oman questioned.

“Tell them I gave my life with pride. Do not punish him if he kills me. Release him back into the wild, and my spirit will ride him into the mist.”
D.M. Raver, Brother, Betrayed

C.J. Cherryh
“There was love, a reliable and real love grown in a handful of days, and Tristan did not know why it was: friendship had happened to both of them, on the sudden, completely aside from Tristan's both endangering and saving Crissand's life.

It was no reason related to that, it was no reason that either of them quite knew. Crissand had simply risen on his horizon like the sun of his banner...and that was that....They were together, and there was a great deal right with the day simply in that.”
C.J. Cherryh

Angelo Tsanatelis
“If a stronger enemy is confidently relaxed for the night, leave him so. Disturbing him, in any manner, is bordering stupidity.”
Angelo Tsanatelis, Origins

Chelsea Ballinger
“I know, but still. Hear this now, Mina," he paused. "You are the truest of truths and in some alternate universe where people could be whatever they wanted, you would be Queen.”
Chelsea Ballinger, The Kindness of Kings

S.M. White
“When a mortal man breaks a people, it is always blamed on the gods.”
S.M. White, The Witch's Price

Chelsea Ballinger
“Life is a slow burning trial that is unbalanced and at risk. Anything could ruin it, but it’s about what you do with that ruin. It’s like hair. You can cut it, but it will grow back and it is possible that it won’t grow back the same way it was before, but it doesn’t matter as long as it still grows. So don’t dwell on the ruin, Louie. Make something out of it.”
Chelsea Ballinger, The Kindness of Kings

J.R.R. Tolkien
“I propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faërie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, Tolkien on Fairy-stories

J.R.R. Tolkien
“Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Light
through whom is splintered from a single White
to many hues, and endlessly combined
in living shapes that move from mind to mind.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, Tolkien on Fairy-stories

Michael Joseph Murano
“Your best disguise is the strong impression your enemy has of you. Strong...and dead wrong.”
Michael Joseph Murano, Age of the Seer

J.R.R. Tolkien
“The mind that thought of light, heavy, grey, yellow, still, swift, also conceived of magic that would make heavy things light and be able to fly, turn grey lead into yellow gold, and the still rock into a swift water.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, Tolkien on Fairy-stories

J.P. Ashman
“Long has black powder been in the hands of dwarves alone.
Alas, winds ever change and nothing remains the same forever.

Lord Arrlo Salkeld”
J.P. Ashman, Black Cross: First book from the tales of the Black Powder Wars

George R.R. Martin
“Catelyn dreamt that Bran was whole again, that Arya and Sansa held hands, that Rickon was still a babe at her breast. Robb, crownless, played with a wooden sword, and when all were safe asleep, she found Ned in her bed, smiling”
George R.R. Martin

Clifton Hill
“The unnamed man’s nose flared in insult as he thought to himself while the pig named Corbin prattled on. He disgusts me with his gluttonous sweat and fearful stink. He is like a swine, plumped up for the slaughter, but none I would like to eat. He sits across the table from me wheedling, desiring, wanting more and more and more. He wants assurances of safety, he wants money, he want, he wants, he wants... I am close, but not quite ready, to lean across and slit his jowls with a second smile, stand up and leave. But that is not my job...not yet.”
Clifton Hill, Veil of a Warrior

Clifton Hill
“Walking alongside his apprentice’s horse, Sethil Longmere, magus of the Third Circle, Magi Master of Dormir’s army, and a man who had seen more years than most men could count, did his best to keep his apprentice Rousche from falling off his gelding. The dun horse had a sure foot and a good temper, but it seemed unlikely the animal was used to a grown man lying face first in its mane, legs sprawled behind, dangling with each step.”
Clifton Hill, Veil of a Warrior

Clifton Hill
“But then he saw it, then he saw what he had known he was seeing and could not accept. There in the night, amid the mist, upon the flat of the plains, the shimmer of light from Allear was not right. The grasses were too flat, the mists curled awkwardly, as if impeded by some large mass and then the glamor was gone, the trick revealed.
And before Thorin’s very eyes, a mass of soldiers appeared — thousands of them — wearing black and facing his camp. Doom settled around Thorin like some shroud for a watery grave.
“Ah, bloody hell.”
Clifton Hill, Veil of a Warrior

George R.R. Martin
“It's not Torrhen's Square I mean to take. - Theon Greyjoy”
George R.R. Martin

Joe Abercrombie
“The Inquisitor waited for silence. "Do you believe in anything?"

"Not if I can help it. Belief alone is nothing to be proud of, Inquisitor. Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.”
Joe Abercrombie, Red Country

George R.R. Martin
“Watch over my brother, you bloody bastard, he's one one of yours

Tyrion praying to the Warrior .”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“Watch over my brother, you bloody bastard, he's one of yours.

Tyrion praying to the Warrior”
George R.R. Martin

C.S. Lewis
“Marry, Sirs, if Merlin who was the Devil's son was a true King's man as ever ate bread, is it not a shame that you, being but the sons of bitches, must be rebels and regicides?”
C.S. Lewis, That Hideous Strength

Scott Kaelen
“Children, Hakhos! Women and children. My own Epheema, curse you! She was one of your people. She was your friend. Epheema loved you, Hakhos, loved you as her own brother…” Lonaris’ strength was failing, his vision blurring. “And you killed her, for what? Because she chose to live with one of the Volami?”
“I did not kill her!” Hakhos said, pointing his blade down at Lonaris. “You did that. You condemned her the day you thralled her to you and took her under your roof.”
Lonaris barked a wry laugh, bloody spittle frothing at his lips. “You disgust me, Hakhos. Well, congratulations, child murderer. I hope you rest easy tonight, remembering how easy it was to strike down so many supposed gods.”
“Gods?” Hakhos shook his head. “No. Demons is what the Volami are, but we struck you down first. Goodbye, Lonaris, old friend.”
Scott Kaelen, Night of the Taking

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