Context: I don't find fantasy to be more or less suited to philosophical questions than any other genre, really. I think that the soul of fantasy—or second-world fantasy at least—is our problematic relationship with nostalgia. The impulse to return to a golden age seems to be pretty close to the bone, at least in western cultures, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if it's a human universal. For me, it's tied up with the experience of aging and the impulse to recapture youth. Epic fantasy, I think, takes its power from that. We create golden eras and either celebrate them or—more often—mourn their loss.
Interview with Peter Orullian http://orullian.com/writing/danielabraham_interview.html
“Fantasy is one of the soul's brighter porcelains.”
Source: Beach Music
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“This is the porcelain clay of humankind.”
Don Sebastian (1690), Act I scene i.
As quoted in An Encyclopedia of Quotations About Music (1981) by Nat Shapiro, p. 194
"They Are All Gone," st. 7.
Silex Scintillans (1655)
“My fantasies have never been safe ones.”
Source: "Unsafe at Any Speed or: Safe, Sane and Consensual, My Fanny", p. 12
“Two meanings have our lightest fantasies, —
One of the flesh, and of the spirit one.”
Sonnet XXXIV
Sonnets (1844)
“If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform a million realities.”
Source: Poems
An Essay on the Beautiful
Context: It is now time, leaving every object of sense far behind, to contemplate, by a certain ascent, a beauty of a much higher order; a beauty not visible to the corporeal eye, but alone manifest to the brighter eye of the soul, independent of all corporeal aid. However, since, without some previous perception of beauty it is impossible to express by words the beauties of sense, but we must remain in the state of the blind, so neither can we ever speak of the beauty of offices and sciences, and whatever is allied to these, if deprived of their intimate possession. Thus we shall never be able to tell of virtue's brightness, unless by looking inward we perceive the fair countenance of justice and temperance, and are convinced that neither the evening nor morning star are half so beautiful and bright. But it is requisite to perceive objects of this kind by that eye by which the soul beholds such real beauties. Besides it is necessary that whoever perceives this species of beauty, should be seized with much greater delight, and more vehement admiration, than any corporeal beauty can excite; as now embracing beauty real and substantial. Such affections, I say, ought to be excited about true beauty, as admiration and sweet astonishment; desire also and love and a pleasant trepidation. For all souls, as I may say, are affected in this manner about invisible objects, but those the most who have the strongest propensity to their love; as it likewise happens about corporeal beauty; for all equally perceive beautiful corporeal forms, yet all are not equally excited, but lovers in the greatest degree.