98 Quotes About Faerie

Faeries…?” I ask.“Yes, yes.” He sounds impatient. “The Folk of the Air. Insubstantial, unable to hold one shape. Like the seeds of flowers launched into the sky.

Do you seek out peril? One would think that years of being a mortal would have made you more aware of mortality.

What is a king without a crown? That’s a riddle, but one to which we all know the answer: no king at all.

I rub a hand over my face. By the fire, a spindly, insectile, faerie stirs a big pot. "You want soup, mortal? "I shake my head. "You want to be soup? " it asks hopefully.

There have to be a few perks to being king of Faerie or no one would want the job.

We are not here to reclaim a Faerie that once was, but to participate in a Faerie that ever is.

He smelled of forest and primal desire that saturated Taryn's senses and made her imagine what it felt like to be caught and conquered.

On November Eve they are at their gloomiest, for according to the old Gaelic reckoning, this is the first night of winter. This night they dance with the ghosts, and the pooka is abroad, and witches make their spells, and girls set a table with food in the name of the devil, that the fetch of their future lover may come through the window and eat of the food. After November Eve the blackberries are no longer wholesome, for the pooka has spoiled them.

Faerie music is the wind", he says, "and their movement is the play of shadow cast by moonlight, or starlight, or no light at all. Faerie lives like a ghost beside us, but only the city remembers. But then the city never forgets anything.