Buried Treasure Quotes

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Shannon L. Alder
“Every adventure requires a compass, curiosity, a journey, a creative mind and someone willing to play.”
Shannon L. Alder

Julie Ann Walker
“You sure you can do this?" he asked.
"Does the Tin Man have a sheet-metal dick?”
Julie Ann Walker, Devil and the Deep

Jean-Christophe Valtat
“It was the French of the Normans that, grafting itself onto the barbaric Saxon tongue, gave it its most magnificent blossoming. And, in these new countries, where both English and French are intertwined again, it is as if English were bathing itself in the fountain of its own youth, and as if French were remembering the buried treasures it had thought forgotten.”
Jean-Christophe Valtat, Luminous Chaos

Judith Schalansky
“To search is more blessed than to find, Gissler thinks.”
Judith Schalansky, Atlas of Remote Islands: Fifty Islands I Have Never Set Foot On and Never Will

Julie Ann Walker
“H-h-holy mackeral, he was hotter than a two-dollar pistol. Literally and figuratively. He radiated heat like a blast furnace. And he was straight-up, pantiesonthefloor, legsintheair, haveatmebigboy sssssmokin' sexy.”
Julie Ann Walker, Devil and the Deep

Laurence Galian
“This is a book of magick. There is a magickal power that arises through the reconciliation of duality. You can use this power to help you manifest your personal goals. Herein are contained the arts and techniques of utilizing this state of magickal equilibrium for spiritual growth, personal power, and success. Within this book 'buried treasure' is brought to light. I have unearthed for the reader magickal concepts that have long lain hidden, unused, and unappreciated in the metaphysical literature. The theories and methods of ancient sages and occultists are introduced in a straightforward manner that is clear and useful to the modern magickian.”
Laurence Galian, Beyond Duality: The Art of Transcendence

Stewart Stafford
“Currency Affairs by Stewart Stafford

Monies lent with warm smiles of trust,
Are debts collected at a dagger thrust,
Gold shipped home from battles worst,
Are taxes paid to the mermaid's purse.

Whoever seeks to locate buried treasure,
Digs their own grave by merest measure,
Wealth bequeathed, deceased's pleasure,
Forfeited by greed, a dead countermeasure.

Cupidity looms outside a counting house,
Alimony spat out to a prenup-free spouse,
Bankruptcy declared by a profligate louse,
Dermatitis creams for itchy hands do douse.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
Stewart Stafford

Michael Bassey Johnson
“Lucid dreams are the dreamer’s treasure.”
Michael Bassey Johnson, The Oneironaut’s Diary

Gaelen Foley
“Flames burst into life all along the wall, following the channel's rectangular course around the vast room. The flames continued around the rest of the room, until the great torch over the archway burst into flames.
The torch formed the apex of an arch where two great statues were joined. Carved from black marble, the two figures framed the hall's entrance like great columns. On the left was a giant Prometheus, whose facial features looked suspiciously demonic. He was depicted handing the torch to a smaller, but still Herculean statue of a man.
Both figures grasped the handle of the torch, which continued to burn overhead as Kate and Rohan advanced slowly into the great chamber.
"I think we've found the Hall of Fire," she murmured.
"It would appear so," he agreed with a sardonic nod.
"This was mentioned in the Journal. Lord, look at all this loot! O'Banyon was right."
Treasure abounded in the now-fully-illuminated Hall of Fire. Walking deeper into the chamber, they were surrounded by dazzling riches, mounds of gold, open chests full of glittering coins from bygone eras, jewels, crowns, scepters, swords of power, gold and silver cloth, a throne, ancient vases and jeweled cups, classical statues no doubt worth a fortune. There was even a chariot that looked like it might have belonged to the likes of Alexander the Great.”
Gaelen Foley, My Dangerous Duke

Michael Bassey Johnson
“Your mind is a wealth-carrier – a chest filled with hidden treasures.”
Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts