45 Quotes About Fey

Fairies were different. In the winding mountain paths and emerald-topped forests of Feyland, there were so many magical creatures.

But if all my paintings were imitations of the images in my brain, then the images in my brain had always been only echoes of this. We were in Feyland at last. - Breena Malloy from Bitter Frost by Kailin Gow.

Do not lose your heart," she said. What she did not tell me was that the surest way to lose it was to hold it tight.

He was pale as only one state on Bhast dictated—not lacking color necessarily or vitality, certainly. Fey white was more comparable to a pearl; the color subtle and the luster soft, but still vibrant. In spite of the tragedy that could come with it, it was not a dying state. It was a state of living…sometimes much more brilliantly than people could cope with, including the Fey individuals themselves.

Fairies in Ireland are sometimes as big as we are, sometimes bigger, and sometimes, as I have been told, about three feet high.

In all likelihood fairies of larger stature were ancient gods in a state of decay, while their diminutive congeners were the swarming spirits of primitive imagination.

Ash knew that this was what the fairies were always hunting for: a circle of joy, hot and brilliant, the scent of love in the deepest winter. But all they could do was create a pale, crystalline imitation, perfect and cold. How it must disappoint them: that they would never be human.

Why should I not know what he's really called?""Tell a man your name and he will have power over you forever," Carver muttered.

He had many strange sights to keep him cheerful or to make him sad. I asked him had he ever seen the faeries, and got the reply, 'Am I not annoyed with them?' I asked too if he had ever seen the banshee. 'I have seen it,' he said, 'down there by the water, batting the river with its hands.' ("A Teller of Tales")