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“For that great Love speaks in the most wretched and dirty hearts; only the tone of its voice depends on the echoes of the place in which it sounds.”

Quote by George MacDonald

Work

George MacDonald: The Complete Fantasy Collection - 8 Novels & 30+ Short Stories and Fairy Tales (Illustrated): The Princess and the Goblin, Lilith, Phantastes, The Princess and Curdie, At the Back of the North Wind, Portent, The Lost Princess, Adela Cathcart, Dealings with the Fairies and many more

Comprising eight novels and over thirty short stories and fairy tales, this collection is a treasure trove of George MacDonald's imaginative writing. It includes 'The Princess and the Goblin', 'Lilith', 'Phantastes', 'The Princess and Curdie', 'At the Back of the North Wind', 'Portent', 'The Lost Princess', 'Adela Cathcart', and 'Dealings with the Fairies', among others. MacDonald's stories are known for their intricate world-building, moral depth, and the exploration of complex themes, making this collection a must-read for fans of fantasy literature. more

Author

George MacDonald
George MacDonald

George MacDonald was a 19th-century Scottish author known for his fantasy literature and religious thought. His works had a profound influence on later writers, such as J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. more

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