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“The ender dragon chortled. It sounded like thunder broken across the knee of the world. I am the infinite lightning night-lizard at the end of the universe. I am the master of time and death. The fire of creation is my youngest brother. In my stomach, galaxies churn in cosmic acid and are digested into meaninglessness. ED opened one vast violet eye. You can't fool me with a pumpkin, dummy.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, Minecraft: The End

“Straciliśmy świat i świat stracił nas,
co myślisz o tym, Tristanie, mój miły.
�� Miła, kiedy ciebie mam z sobą,
i czegóż mi trzeba?
Gdyby i wszystkie światy były z nami,
widziałbym tylko jedną ciebie.”
― Dzieje Tristana i Izoldy

“They rode into the unknown, death as their only guide.”
― Karen Azinger, The Skeleton King

“She knew them all by name and by nature. Some were aromatic, others beautiful, but all were poisonous, her garden of deathly delights.”
― Karen Azinger, The Steel Queen

“He'd chase her to Hell and back if needs be, but whether it was for love, or lust, or power, he did not know.”
― Karen Azinger, The Knight Marshal

“Listening from the shadows, the Mordant sought lies worthy of embellishments and truths needing to be quashed.”
― Karen Azinger, The Prince Deceiver

“Is ridicule their only weapon against a girl?”
― Karen Azinger, The Battle Immortal

“The gods grant a strange power to those who are overlooked, the power to do the unexpected.”
― Karen Azinger, The Battle Immortal

“They send a girl to slay a god.”
― Karen Azinger, The Battle Immortal

“Trusting to the simple disguise of being merely women.”
― Karen Azinger, The Prince Deceiver

“Doubt is the one thing a religion cannot afford.”
― Karen Azinger, The Flame Priest

“Divide by gender, divide by race, divide by beliefs. These are the three great divides.”
― Karen Azinger, The Skeleton King

“His ship sailed south with fear growing in its hold.”
― Karen Azinger, The Knight Marshal

“Life is about chances. Sometimes you have to roll the dice.”
― Karen Azinger, The Flame Priest

“Taming a city is a thorny problem, so different from conquering it.”
― Karen Azinger, The Skeleton King

“Others wield swords, while I wield lies, rewriting the past, corrupting the present, twisting the future.”
― Karen Azinger, The Prince Deceiver

“You're a puppet...you just don't feel the strings.”
― Karen Azinger, The Battle Immortal

“Plots within plots, such was the business of killing kings.”
― Karen Azinger, The Flame Priest

“His Vengeance is an insatiable engine fueled by burning wrath generating a boundless galactic nightmare”
― Alan Grant, Lobo/Mask

“É������—strife—between heroes, it will be recalled, was a favorite theme of epic. Looked at coldly, stripped of the dignity of their noble epic contexts, these quarrels are almost always petty. In the Cypria, "Achilles quarrels with Agamemnon because he received a late invitation" to a feast; in the Aethiopis, "a quarrel arises between Odysseus and Aias over the armor of Achilles"; the Odyssey tells of a quarrel between Achilles and Odysseus at a festival, not to mention the Iliad's own dramatic action arising from the "quarrel" between Achilles and Agamemnon.”
― Caroline Alexander, The War That Killed Achilles: The True Story of Homer's Iliad and the Trojan War

“That after the roll of centuries, this same Iliad, whose message had been so clearly grasped by ancient poets and historians, came to be perceived as a martial epic glorifying war is one of the great ironies of literary history. Part of this startling transformation can undoubtedly be attributed to the principal venues where the Iliad was read—the elite schools whose classically based curriculum was dedicated to inculcating into the nation's future manhood the desirability of "dying well" for king and country. Certain favorite outstanding scenes plucked out of context come to define the entire epic: Hektor's ringing refusal to heed the warning omen, for example��" 'One bird sign is best: to fight in defence of our country' "—or his valiant resolution��" 'not die without a struggle and ingloriously.' " Homer's insistent depiction of the war as a pointless catastrophe that blighted all it touched was thus adroitly circumvented.”
― Caroline Alexander, The War That Killed Achilles: The True Story of Homer's Iliad and the Trojan War

“Every person has a story. Every story is a part of something Greater.”
― Nathan Keys

“...a good soldier should ride into Paradise bearing the soul of the woman he loved.”
― Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine

“Kochankowie nie mogli żyć ani umrzeć jedno bez drugiego. W rozłączeniu nie było to życie ani śmierć, ale i życie, i śmierć razem.”
― Dzieje Tristana i Izoldy

“Lagenliga reformer och revolution är alltså inte olika metoder för historiskt framåtskridande, vilka man kan välja efter behag vid historiens disk, som man gör med varm eller kall korv, utan de utgör olika moment i klassamhällets utveckling.”
― Rosa Luxemburg, Reformpolitik och socialism: politiska skrifter i urval 1894-1913

“τ�� κάλλη γὰ�� κα�� τοὺ�� λῃστὰς ἡμέρου�� ἐκποιοῦσ��,
κα�� πολεμίους φείδεσθαι νεότητος κα�� κάλλους. (I:326-327)”
― Digenes Acritas

“LO I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske,
As time her taught, in lowly Shepheards weeds,
Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske,
For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds,
And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds;
Whose prayses hauing slept in silence long,
Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds
To blazon broad emongst her learned throng:
Fierce warres and faithfull loues shall moralize my song.”
― Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene

“In the epic battle between the brain and the heart, the heart usually wins.”
― R.J. Intindola

“Look out for my recent book "Footnotes of History: A Tale of the Mahabharata" live on all major e-commerce platforms worldwide.”
― Arnab Chatterjee

“Bennett was quite the stronghold. He was absolutely fit from head to toe. This was probably because every time he told jokes, he always got up and demonstrated the story by moving his body so. He ate well and his body was fasted longer than most because when in groups, he politely ate after everyone else had been served. He was handsome, not because he had any traditionally handsome features, but because he was always laughing at something, even at himself, and joy was an incredibly attractive feature for a face. He wore the most lavish hand- me-down clothing a fellow could get his hands on because he volunteered to play piano at special dinners for some of the richest folks in town and those folks were always cleaning out their wardrobes after special dinners. He drank plenty enough water in the day because his entertainment made his throat dry. It seemed that a good life would trickle down, somehow, in some natural, rewarding way. That was the case for Bennett Bumblebee.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song