Conversation between a princess and an outlaw: "If I stand for fairy-tale balls and dragon bait--dragon bait--what do you stand for?" "Me? I stand for uncertainty, insecurity, bad taste, fun, and things that go boom in the night." "Franky, it seems t...
Keep all your promises, don't take what doesn't belong to you, and always look after those less fortunate than yourself, and you'll do well in the world.
If death be the last thing I do, why, I pray the gods and heroes of my people that I try to do it as well as I have done more pleasant things.
Only a female could be as calculating and have the foresight that destiny requires,' the gypsy explained. 'Now fate is a man,' he went on, 'no planning, just go with the flow and see what tomorrow brings.
Does it make you brave to stick your hand in a bear's mouth? Would you do it again just because you didn't die?
You can have all the wine and dragons that my money can buy. That’s what the old woman told me, and I listened.
I choose not to believe in any gods as an act of charity,” Marcus said. “Charity toward whom?” “Toward the gods. Seems rude to think they couldn’t make a world better than this,
...It sounded like a dragon breathing in time with me, like I had this pet dragon who was cuddled up next to me and cared enough about me to time his breaths to mine.
You, dragon, are the most—” “Amazing being you’ve ever met.” It wasn’t a question from him. It was a statement. “I was going to say the most arrogant son of a bitch.” He blinked. “Well that’s rude.
Dragons were dangerous in the sky. Of course, they were dangerous on the ground too. Just less dangerous. In the same way that a sword is less dangerous so long as it’s pointed at someone else.
Hiking is like life... You can spend the whole trip just watching the trail ahead, worrying that you'll twist an ankle or fall. And then you miss all this.
Dragons breathe fire, but what if fire breathed dragons? I make love like that—instead of it being hot, it’s cold and scaly.
Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea, and frolicked in the Autumn Mist in a land called Honah Lee, little Jacky Paper loved that rascal Puff, and gave him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff.
If a gesture is the most powerful command that you have, then words mean very little.
The dragon spits fire, what extinguishes its tears. When we live in rancor, we are born to be old. (Le dragon crache du feu, - Ce qui éteint ses larmes. - Quand on vit de rancune, - On naît pour être vieux.)
Hiccup: [drawing a new spot on his map] So, what should we name it? [Toothless scratches under his arm with his snout] Hiccup: Itchy Armpit it is.
Hiccup: What do you think, bud? You wanna give this another shot? [Toothless groans skeptically] Hiccup: Toothless! It'll be fine!
Hiccup: [sarcastically, as the dragons drop their kill into the glowing chasm of their nest] Oh, it's satisfying to know that all of our food has been dumped down a hole.
Hiccup: [to Eret, who's riding on Stormfly with Astrid] Welcome aboard, dragon rider. Eret: Thanks! I think! Astrid: [to Hiccup] Where have YOU been? Hiccup: Oh, you know. Catching up with Mom. [Hiccup looks up. Astrid follows his gaze and sees Valka...
Sanabalis never seemed to eat, and he deflected most of her questions about Dragon cuisine. Then again, he deflected most of her questions about Dragons, period. Which was annoying because he was one, and could in theory be authorative.
People with yuan fen are destined to like one another; Friendship develops even if a thousand miles apart. But should yuan fen be absent between two individuals, They will remain strangers despite sitting face-to-face
