“I think I fell in love with her…”

Kroyer, Severin - Les Roses

Kroyer, Severin – Les Roses

“I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you. I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me. And then she stopped walking. Under the moon, she stopped. And looked at us. She looked at me. Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don’t know. She probably didn’t even know I was there. But I’ll always love her. All my life.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 8: Worlds’ End

“…then you are a writer”

book of magical images growing

“All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.” ― Ernest Hemingway

“secret world inside…”

Fantasy Your Imaginary World - by Trygothic

Fantasy Your Imaginary World – by Trygothic

“Everybody has a secret world inside of them.
I mean everybody.
All of the people in the whole world,
I mean everybody —
no matter how dull
and boring they are
on the outside.
Inside them
they’ve all got
unimaginable,
magnificent,
wonderful,
stupid,
amazing worlds…
Not just one world.
Hundreds of them.
Thousands, maybe.”

― Neil Gaiman,
The Sandman, Vol. 5: A Game of You

“The Story just goes on…”

book open rising white energy storytelling

“There are no happy endings…
There are no endings,
happy or otherwise.
We all have our own stories
which are just part of the one Story
that binds both this world and Faerie.
Sometimes we step into each others stories
– perhaps just for a few minutes,
perhaps for years –
and then we step out of them again.
But all the while,
the Story just goes on.”

― Charles de Lint, Dreams Underfoot

“Love, Cities and Memories”

NYC 2014 Winter of Blizzards

NYC 2014 Winter of Blizzards

“Love and cities are always inextricably entwined. There’s no restaurant or corner store or run-down dive in any city that doesn’t double as a monument for a lost love. I think that’s why we always stop and stare whenever we come across a girl crying in public. We sense the imprint of a memory being pressed onto the sidewalk, onto the building contours, onto the names of the streets.”

– Jay Caspian Kang, The Dead Do Not Improve