That is how the worlds will end, in ash and flood, in darkness and in ice. That is the final destiny of the gods.
That doesn't happen, she explained. Stars fall. They don't go back up again. You could be the first, he told her.
Thank you for coming. Enjoy the things that never happened. Secure your own mask again after you read these stories, but do not forget to help others.
THE MAGICIANThey asked St. Germain's manservant if his master was truly a thousand years old, as it was rumored he had claimed. 'How would I know? the man replied. I have only been in the master's emp...
THE DAY THE SAUCERS CAMEThat day, the saucer day the zombie dayThe Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds cameAnd snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the dayAll plants died, plastics d...
Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds' eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punc...
Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot o...
So what I want to know is why it is that I can no longer find you, in my mind. You are still there, just, but you are there like a ghost, a will o' the wisp. Not long ago you burned--your heart burned...
So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregardi...
Small world, said Coraline. It's big enough for her, said the cat. Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.
She had a chain of blue forget-me-nots tattooed around her left wrist.
Ride the silver fish; you will not drown
Richard wondered how the marquis managed to make being pushed around in a wheelchair look like a romantic and swashbuckling thing to do.
Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your...
Remember your name. Do not lose hope—what you seek will be found.Trust ghosts. Trust those that you have helped to help you in their turn.Trust dreamsTrust your heart, and trust your story.[…]Do not f...
Not forever-after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while.
Nobody actually looks like what they really are on the inside.
MORPHEUS: I did not intend to hurt you,THESSALY: And what if you did not? Intent and outcome are so rarely coincident.
Let’s see. Well, seeing that today certainly is my day—why don’t you call me Wednesday? Mister Wednesday. Although given the weather, it might as well be Thursday, eh?
It's what people do. They believe. And when they will not take responsibilities for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjurations.