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Approaching the forest from the west was no army, but a delegation of Grailsundanian master surgeons on their way to an appendix conference ... But that isn't the craziest part of the story - oh, no, my boy, for approaching from the east was a party of itinerant watchmakers bound for the pocket-watch fair at Wimbleton ... But not even that is the craziest part of the story! For apporaching from the south were over a hundred armourers and locksmiths on their way to Florinth, where some power-hungry prince had commissioned them to build a monstrous war machine ... Well, that would be enough crazy coincedences for an averagely crazy story but the battle of Nurn Forest involved the most improbable coincedences in the history of Zamonia. For entering the forest, this time from the north came a delegation of alchemists. By Walter Moers Grailsundanian Story Forest Approaching Army

If he survived Roaming Rock, he kept telling himself, death would have lost its sting. By Walter Moers Rock Roaming Death Sting Survived

The problem is this: in order to make money- lots of money- we don't need flawless literary masterpieces. What we need is mediocre rubbish, trash suitable for mass consumption. More and more, bigger and bigger blockbusters of less and less significance. What counts is the paper we sell, not the words that are printed on it. By Walter Moers Money Lots Masterpieces Problem Order

I will quote one sentence from this text, namely, the one with which it ended. It was also the sentence which finally dissolved the writer's block that had inhibited the author from starting work. I have since used it whenever I myself have been gripped by fear of the blank sheet in front of me. It is infallible, and its effect is always the same: the knot unravels and a stream of words gushes out on to the virgin paper. It acts like a magic spell and I sometimes fancy it really is one. But, even if it isn't the work of a sorcerer, it is certainly the most brilliant sentence any writer has ever devised. It runs: 'This is where my story begins.' By Walter Moers Sentence Text Ended Quote Writer

Ordinary folk prefer familiar tastes - they'd sooner eat the same things all the time - but a gourmet would sample a fried park bench just to know how it tastes. By Walter Moers Tastes Ordinary Time Folk Prefer

A bluebear has twenty-seven lives. I shall recount thirteen-and-a-half of them in this book but keep quiet about the rest. A bear must have his secrets, after all; they make him seem attractive and mysterious. By Walter Moers Lives Bluebear Twentyseven Recount Rest

I could hear it from far away, that sound which only very big cities can produce: a sound consisting of all sounds rolled into one: the hum of voices and the cries of animals, bells ringing and the chink of coins, children's laughter and hammers beating metal, knives and forks clattering and a thousand doors slamming - the grandiose sound of life, of birth and death, itself. By Walter Moers Sound Produce Animals Bells Coins

The Central Indian Trifakirs, though something of a pest, were quite harmless. They always appeared in threes, of course, and made a practice of handing out muddle-headed philosophical tracts. By Walter Moers Trifakirs Central Indian Pest Harmless

It felt as if a shaft of lightning had gone in through one ear and out the other...Armies of dead men went marching through my head. I heard a noise like a cosmic scream. My brain turned to ice. Then the ice cracked in all directions and disintegrated into tiny particles like snowflakes, and each snowflake was afflicted by a pain of its very own. In the end, everything went black. I found myself looking out into the universe. Seated on a diminutive planet made of glass was a red dwarf who had twelve important messages for me. By Walter Moers Armies Head Felt Shaft Lightning

It's quite simple, just follow the dotted line," the Planmaker explained. "Don't let any bad idea lead you astray. Don't let them persuade you to take a short cut or take one yourself. Life is a winding path. One sometimes has to make detours. That's my humble opinion, anyway. By Walter Moers Planmaker Simple Line Explained Follow

Picture to yourself the most beautiful girl imaginable! She was so beautiful that there would be no point, in view of my meagre talent for storytelling, in even trying to put her beauty into words. That would far exceed my capabilities, so I'll refrain from mentioning whether she was a blonde or a brunette or a redhead, or whether her hair was long or short or curly or smooth as silk. I shall also refrain from the usual comparisons where her complexion was concerned, for instance milk, velvet, satin, peaches and cream, honey or ivory, Instead, I shall leave it entirely up to your imagination to fill in this blank with your own ideal of feminine beauty. By Walter Moers Beautiful Picture Imaginable Girl Refrain

Someone with an obsession for arranging things in alphabetical order was an abcedist, whereas someone with an obsession for arranging them in reverse alphabetical order was a zyxedist. By Walter Moers Obsession Order Arranging Alphabetical Abcedist

Sometimes, in the course of my hopeless quest, I would pick up and dip into one of the ordinary books that lay strewn around the castle. Whenever I did, it seemed so insipid and insubstantial that I flew into a rage and hurled it at the wall after reading the first few sentences. I was spoilt for any other form of literature, and the mental torment I endured was comparable to the agony of unrequited love compounded by the withdrawal symptoms associated with a severe addiction. By Walter Moers Quest Castle Hopeless Pick Dip

This is wine," Ghoolion said solemnly. "Wine is drinkable sunlight. It's the most glorious summer's day imaginable, captured in a bottle. Wine can be a melody in a cut-glass goblet, but it can also be a cacophony in a dirty tumbler, or a rainy autumn night, or a funeral march that scorches your tongue. By Walter Moers Ghoolion Wine Solemnly Sunlight Drinkable

There were adventure stories supplied with cloths for mopping your brow, thrillers containing pressed leaves of soothing valerian to be sniffed when the suspense became too great, and books with stout locks sealed by the Atlantean censorship authorities ("Sale permitted, reading prohibited!"). One shop sold nothing but 'half' works that broke off in the middle because their author had died while writing them; another specialised in novels whose protagonists were insects. I also saw a Wolperting shop that sold nothing but books on chess and another patronised exclusively by dwarfs with blond beards, all of whom wore eye-shades. By Walter Moers Sale Atlantean Brow Thrillers Great

Where shadows dim with shadows mate,in caverns deep and dark.Where old books dream of bygone days,when they were wood and bark ... By Walter Moers Bark Shadows Dim Matein Caverns

If flatness were funny, a dinner plate would be hilarious. By Walter Moers Funny Hilarious Flatness Dinner Plate

That's the reward for your good deed,' I explained, 'a clear conscience. It really perks you up. By Walter Moers Deed Explained Conscience Reward Good

I know people whose lives have been transformed by a good deed. By Walter Moers Deed People Lives Transformed Good

People always covet what they themselves do not possess. By Walter Moers People Possess Covet

He gave me a look of mingled anticipation, curiosity, and compassion, like a cat with a captive bird in its claws. By Walter Moers Curiosity Anticipation Compassion Claws Gave

On horseback you feel as if you're moving in time to classical music; a camel seems to progress to the beat of a drum played by a drunk. By Walter Moers Music Drunk Horseback Feel Moving

There's a reason for every journey, and mine was prompted by boredom and the recklessness of youth, by a wish to break the bounds of my normal existence and familiarise myself with life and the world at large. By Walter Moers Journey Youth Large Reason Mine

Stealing from one author is plagiarism; from many authors, research. By Walter Moers Research Stealing Plagiarism Author Authors

...I simply wasn't born to remain in the same place for evermore... By Walter Moers Evermore Simply Born Remain Place

I now understood the secret of music and knew what makes it so infinitely superior to all the other arts: its incorporeality. Once it has left an instrument it becomes its own master, a free and independent creature of sound, weightless, incorporeal and perfectly in tune with the universe. By Walter Moers Arts Incorporeality Understood Secret Music

I've never thought much of strictly organised and methodical study. You can't arrange a library in alphabetical order until you've collected one. By Walter Moers Study Thought Strictly Organised Methodical

Wednesdays were the best thing about Atlantis. The middle of the week was a traditional holiday there. Everyone stopped work and celebrated the fact that half the week was over. By Walter Moers Atlantis Wednesdays Week Thing Middle

From the stars we come, to the stars we go. Life is but a journey into the unknown. By Walter Moers Stars Life Unknown Journey

Having jettisoned all my ballast, I concentrated on escaping. By Walter Moers Ballast Escaping Jettisoned Concentrated

Really good literature is seldom appreciated in its own day. The best authors die poor, the bad ones make money - it's always been like that. By Walter Moers Day Good Literature Seldom Appreciated

In my profession it isn't a question of telling good literature from bad. Really good literature is seldom appreciated in its own day. The best authors die poor, the bad ones make money - it's always been like that. What do I, an agent, get out of a literary genius who won't be discovered for another hundred years? I'll be dead myself then. Successful incompetents are what I need. By Walter Moers Good Literature Profession Question Telling

No one who writes a good book is really dead. By Walter Moers Dead Writes Good Book

The written word is redundant on the high seas. Why? Because paper gets wet too easily. By Walter Moers Seas Written Word Redundant High

It was part of the beauty, but also the tragedy, of this sport that the spectators were the ultimate judges of who sat on the throne. By Walter Moers Beauty Tragedy Throne Part Sport

never trust a Troglotroll By Walter Moers Troglotroll Trust

Rumo!" said Rumo. "That's right!" Smyke exclaimed. "You Rumo, me Smyke." "You Rumo, me Smyke." Rumo repeated eagerly. "No, no." Smyke chuckled. By Walter Moers Rumo Smyke Exclaimed Eagerly Chuckled

However great the challenge, it's easier to overcome with a decent meal inside of you. By Walter Moers Challenge Great Easier Overcome Decent

He wasn't such a bad fellow after all. The rudiments of self-improvement and the intention to achieve it were definitely present. By Walter Moers Bad Fellow Present Rudiments Selfimprovement

Nothing is what one thinks it is. Cloth is stone and circus is an art. There are no certainties. By Walter Moers Cloth Art Stone Circus Certainties

Reading is an intelligent way of not having to think. By Walter Moers Reading Intelligent

When bad habits become a habit, you have to turn over a new leaf. By Walter Moers Leaf Bad Turn Habits Habit

I had dispensed with a rudder on the principal that fate must be given a chance. By Walter Moers Chance Dispensed Rudder Principal Fate

Life is too precious to be left to chance By Walter Moers Life Chance Precious Left

I was in a bibliophile's Eylsium. By Walter Moers Eylsium Bibliophile

Im as good as dead, but they haven't buried me yet. By Walter Moers Dead Good Buried

I never trained, however, because I was a spontaneous talent. Practising spoiled my style. By Walter Moers Trained Talent Spontaneous Practising Style

There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written or badly written, that's all. By Walter Moers Thing Moral Immoral Written Book

Wine is drinkable sunlight. It's the most glorious summer's day imaginable, captured in a bottle. By Walter Moers Wine Sunlight Drinkable Imaginable Captured

He was the best bad idea I ever had. By Walter Moers Bad Idea

WI felt I ought to comment on that, but nothing occurred to me. By Walter Moers Felt Comment Occurred

Knowledge is night! By Walter Moers Knowledge Night

There are times when the truth is the worst possible thing you can come out with. By Walter Moers Times Truth Worst Thing

An author owes a duty to the truth. By Walter Moers Truth Author Owes Duty

...but I was urged on by a courage born of despair. By Walter Moers Despair Urged Courage Born

But when there's light, there's darkness as well. By Walter Moers Light Darkness

If what I reading has the power to grip me, I can read under the most difficult circumstances. By Walter Moers Circumstances Reading Power Grip Read

Beneath me lay the Lake of Oblivion, above me loomed Insanity. By Walter Moers Oblivion Insanity Lake Beneath Lay

For some miracles can only occur in the dark. By Walter Moers Dark Miracles Occur

Writers are there to write, not experience things. If you want to experience things, become a pirate or a Bookhunter. If you want to write, write. If you can't find the makings of a story inside yourself, you won't find them anywhere. By Walter Moers Write Things Experience Writers Bookhunter

That was a day that taught me the meaning of abject failure. By Walter Moers Failure Day Taught Meaning Abject

Few minded what their fellow citizens got up to as long as they themselves were left in peace. By Walter Moers Peace Minded Fellow Citizens Long

Anyone can write. Some people can write a bit better than others; they're called authors. Then there are some who can write better than authors; they're called artists. By Walter Moers Write Authors Called Artists People

You can't beat a good education! By Walter Moers Education Beat Good

Why not ask yourself whether your other dreams are real? You go on trips and undergo the strangest experiences every night. How do you know they only take place in your mind? By Walter Moers Real Dreams Night Mind Trips