Quotes by Patricia A. McKillip

Patricia A. McKillip

…that once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to anyone.

Dust

Gathering

Use

[Imagination] must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier.

Imagination

Moments

Strange

All I wanted, even when I hated you most, was some poor, barren, parched excuse to love you. But you only gave me riddles.

Excuse

Love You

Poor

At its best, fantasy rewards the reader with a sense of wonder about what lies within the heart of the commonplace world. The greatest tales are told over and over, in many ways, through centuries. Fantasy changes with the changing times, and yet it is still the oldest kind of tale in the world, for it began once upon a time, and we haven’t heard the end of it yet.

Heart

Lying

Once Upon A Time

Branches grew from his hands, his hair. His thoughts tangled like roots in the ground. He strained upward. Pitch ran like tears down his back. His name formed his core; ring upon ring of silence built around it. His face rose high above the forests. Gripped to earth, bending to the wind’s fury, he disappeared within himself, behind the hard, wind-scrolled shield of his experiences.

Hair

Hands

Wind

But even in the schoolyard I’d been aware of that silence, that reserve in him, as though he’d been raised by foxes and language was his second language.

Foxes

Language

Silence

But you must stop playing among his ghosts — it’s stupid and dangerous and completely pointless. He’s trying to lay them to rest here, not stir them up, and you seem eager to drag out all the sad old bones of his history and make them dance again. It’s not nice, and it’s not fair.

Nice

Stupid

Trying

Content, it dreams awake, and spins the fabric of tales. There is really nothing to be done with such imagery except to use it: in writing, in art.

Art

Dream

Writing

Do you become in visible?’ ‘No. I’m there, if you know how to look. I stand between the place you look at and the place you see. Behind what you expect to see. If you expect to see me, you do. I listen in places where no one expects me to be.

Behinds

Know How

Looks

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Army

Epic

Library

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Adults

Annoying

Army

Art

Beautiful

Behinds

Black

Book

Collections

Dark

Daughter

Decided

Different

Dream

Dust

Emotional

Epic

Excuse

Eye

Fear

Fire

Foxes

Gathering

Gold

Golden

Hair

Hands

Hate

Heart

Here I Am

Home

Hurt

Imagination

Impossible

Journey

Kings

Know How

Knowing

Knows

Land

Language

Library

Logic

Long

Looks

Love Is

Love You

Lying

Magic

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Quotes by Patricia A. McKillip

Patricia A. McKillip

…that once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to anyone.

[Imagination] must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier.

All I wanted, even when I hated you most, was some poor, barren, parched excuse to love you. But you only gave me riddles.

But even in the schoolyard I’d been aware of that silence, that reserve in him, as though he’d been raised by foxes and language was his second language.

But you must stop playing among his ghosts — it’s stupid and dangerous and completely pointless. He’s trying to lay them to rest here, not stir them up, and you seem eager to drag out all the sad old bones of his history and make them dance again. It’s not nice, and it’s not fair.

Content, it dreams awake, and spins the fabric of tales. There is really nothing to be done with such imagery except to use it: in writing, in art.

Do you become in visible?’ ‘No. I’m there, if you know how to look. I stand between the place you look at and the place you see. Behind what you expect to see. If you expect to see me, you do. I listen in places where no one expects me to be.

Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.

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