Whimsical Quotes

“As I look out at all of you gathered here, I want to say that I don't see a room full of Parisians in top hats and diamonds and silk dresses. I don't see bankers and housewives and store clerks. No. I address you all tonight as you truly are: wizards, mermaids, travelers, adventurers, and magicians. You are the true dreamers.”
― Brian Selznick, The Invention of Hugo Cabret

“Flowers lead to books, which lead to thinking and not thinking and then more flowers and music, music. Then many more flowers and many more books.”
― Maira Kalman

“absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird”
― Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife

“Some people are pragmatists, taking things as they come and making the best of the choices available. Some people are idealists, standing for principle and refusing to compromise. And some people just act on any whim that enters their heads.

I wonder which one YOU are.

I pragmatically turn my whims into principles!”
― Bill Watterson, It's a Magical World

“Do you know a better time than the present for igniting your dreams?”
― Carolyn Tody, Author and Artist, A Whimsical Holiday for Children

“Over his shoulder, she saw Skulduggery walk in. "Oh, hell," she muttered.
Wreath's smile reappeared. "It's Skulduggery, isn't it?"
Over his shoulder, she saw Skulduggery walk in. "Oh , hell," she muttered.
Wreath's smile reappeared. "It's Skulduggery, isn't it?"
"Please don't annoy him."
"Me? When have I EVER annoyed the great Skulduggery Pleasant?"
Skulduggery arrived at their table. Wreath smile up at him. "Hello."
"I will shoot you in the eye," Skulduggery said.
Wreath glanced at Valkyrie. "I think I've annoyed him.”
― Derek Landy, The Dying of the Light

“I have only known two men's souls in my life, one the devil, the other the the bird's wings which picked me up and carried me back to the freedom of being.”
― Wendy gibbins

“I'm trapped in a Salvador Dali painting”
― Dan Brown, The Da Vinci Code

“With you, every day is a dance under the stars.”
― Rendi Ansyah, Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements

“And then she landed, coming to a momentary rest. Just like that, she was done with the jumping and the skipping and the singing and the shouting and anything else to do with the superpowers that held all that was comprehensible into precarious alignment.”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause

“And so, they sat next to a birch tree, watching the butterflies spin around them.

Linetta leaned back, her dark hair falling against the grass until she lay there, looking up at the delicate flower creatures of the air.”
― Gina Marinello-Sweeney, Prince of Chandeliers

“Our chatter swarmed the heavens; our voices echoed from the stars.”
― Amael El-Mohtar, Max Gladstone

“In Garden we belong to one another in a way that obliterates the term. We sink and swell and bud and bloom together; we infuse Garden; Garden spreads through us.”
― Amael El-Mohtar, Max Gladstone

“She had poofy, teased-out brown hair that bounced off her shoulders with every high-flying skip and on her t-shirt was a spiraled sun with little wavy lines jumping off it to match the little wavy distortions in the air that were jumping off her. It was pure, unbridled energy and the sound of it hummed in his ears like when standing dangerously near a power transformer. Or maybe he was witnessing the origin story of the world’s first real superhero, and if so, she was probably going to draw her powers from the electromagnetic field itself.”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause

“Joshua took another small sip from his wine glass as his gaze and his thoughts drifted away from the flat-screen television mounted above the marbled fireplace to ponder a roomful of sports jackets and pantsuits and in some cases cocktail dresses but only of neutral tones and minimal detailing if for no other reason than to avoid becoming the subject of the next petty scandal that would nevertheless send shockwaves through their haughty and insular world. The way they stood in their intimate clusters. Their drink glasses held in various poses of sophistication. And whenever they did bring glass to mouth in accordance with judiciously preset intervals it was also for show, as he believed was true of their subdued conversations, which, from where he was sitting, appeared to be nothing more than the unintelligible murmurings of barely moving lips. A whole list of observations came to mind. Not one of them flattering in any way. The atmosphere thick with that certain stuffiness and elitist redolence of an ivy league alumni fundraising gala. Of course, he readily admitted to himself that out of everyone in the room he was very likely the most materially bereft and least credentialed and that this stinging truth undoubtedly inflamed his plebeian impulse. But that’s not what was bugging him.”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause

“But one thing he did know. They were sure going to miss these days when the world and their lives in many cases nearly came to an end.”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause

“Chaos Cocktail by Stewart Stafford

Herky-jerky's hanky-panky,
Wakey-wakey, eggs n' bakey!
Cosmic Mercury's retrograde trick,
Nilsson's Brandy Alexander kick.

John heard Bermuda's jingle-jangle,
Storm surge in an Exorcist Triangle!
Sea shanties upending Behan's hive,
All stout hornets jigged and jived.

Yoko's "Oh, no!" on firmer ground,
Her ageing mariner didn't drown,
Lonely Ringo plays bingo bongo,
Paul, mugged down near the Congo.

© 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“The Penultimate Hotel by Stewart Stafford

Enter sluggishly into the lobby,
A banquet is in progress in the restaurant,
They’re regurgitating reality from within,
And then eating their young.

An apocalyptic porter has radioactive cubes in the lift,
Housekeeping will have ten thousand years of light,
But the sheets in the rooms,
Will all turn to cream cheese.

The cooks in the kitchen are breaking bones and rules,
Creating a cake that stretches to infinity,
Babel babble with protesting eggs,
All baked in a hellfire oven.

The concierge gives out tips,
And tells guests they are awful and to leave,
While simultaneously tattooing diabolical potion recipes,
Inside a willing bellhop’s eyelids.

© 2021, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Joyously solve and stay pure with resolve.”
― J.S. Mason

“All it takes is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie dust.”
― – Peter Pan

“It is better to be lost in a beautiful daydream then trapped in a dim reality.”
― Sydney J. Shields, The Honey Witch

“You're not quite human, are you?”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Do Not Be Afraid: A Whimsical Urban Fantasy About a Stranded Angel, a Hellhound Puppy, and a Second Chance on Earth

“Humans were strange but endearing creatures.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Do Not Be Afraid: A Whimsical Urban Fantasy About a Stranded Angel, a Hellhound Puppy, and a Second Chance on Earth

“Making connections wasn’t something she’d ever considered necessary before, but here, it felt... nice.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Do Not Be Afraid: A Whimsical Urban Fantasy About a Stranded Angel, a Hellhound Puppy, and a Second Chance on Earth

“Yeah, I think ‘normal’ might not be your strong suit.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Do Not Be Afraid: A Whimsical Urban Fantasy About a Stranded Angel, a Hellhound Puppy, and a Second Chance on Earth

“There will never be a star brighter. I will always love you.”
― Allison Saft, Allison 3321 Power Tran Service Manual

“A CANDY-COATED CITY! There was a volcano that shot out a BLAST of melted chocolate. And there was a LAKE with a graham cracker boat.”
― Geronimo Stilton, The Quest for Paradise: The Return to the Kingdom of Fantasy

“Take what you will as a talisman," Pierce answered. "Carry it in the pocket of your soul.”
― Beth Brower

“Alright, here’s a short and light one:


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She’s away today.
The breeze borrowed her
for a dance among the leaves.”
― Monika Ajay Kaul

“A real treat. One you’ll always remember. Well, not always. Always is a very long time!”
― J.H. Older, Being Jason Redloh