Happy children do not seem to grow up to be writers.
Children, Writers, Writing
Is it foolish to care for non-existent folk?Then, leave me to my foolishness.
Emotions, Empathy, Feelings
For an instant Stile was daunted by the improbability of it all: a man, a cyborg, a robot, an animalhead, and a wooden golem, all riding unicorns through a battlefield strewn with goblins and dragons, pursuing an invaluable ball of power-rock that rolled along a channel cleared by plastic explosive. What a mishmash!
Humor, Magic
Dor woke again as dawn came. The sun had somehow gotten around to the east, where the land was, and dried off so that it could shine again.
Humour, Fantasy
Being terrified but going ahead and doing what must be done - that's courage. The one who feels no fear is a fool, and the one who lets fear rule him is a coward.
Courage, Fear
Dor shook his head. Such mysteries were beyond his fathoming. All he could do was...what he could do.
Life, Life Lessons
Now it was done. He was free of Xanth forever. Free to make his own life, without being ridiculed or mothered or tempted. Free to be himself.Bink put his face in his hands and cried.
Life, Cry, Freedom
Adults had the notion that juveniles needed to suffer. Only when they had suffered enough to wipe out most of their naturally joyous spirits and innocence were they staid enough to be considered mature. An adult was essentially a broken-down child.
Suffering, Children
People talk- they sneer at escapism. Well, there are those of us who need it.
Life, Inspirational, Imagination