Not that this deterred him and his friend Klapaucius from further experimentation, which showed that the extent of a dragon's existence depends mainly on its whim, though also on its degree of satiety, and that the only sure method of negating it is ...
Hiccup: [at Stoick's funeral] I'm sorry, Dad. I'm not the chief that you wanted me to be and I'm not the peacekeeper I thought I was. I... don't know... Valka: You came early into this world. You were such a wee thing. Oh, so frail, so fragile. I fea...
Old Bilbo: The first they heard was a noise like a hurricane coming down from the North. The pines on the mountain creaked and cracked in the hot, dry wind. It was a fire-drake from the North. Smaug had come! Such wanton death was dealt that day, for...
If you ever meet someone who thinks they are so special, the best thing to do is smile. You don’t have to say anything. Be friendly and then go do your best. That will make you special, too!
We did an evil thing, father." "What do you think war is? We're men. Not boys swinging sticks at each other and pronouncing the evil wizard's defeat. We do what duty and honor demand, and often what we do is terrible.
Sandar came to stand beside him, frowning down at the crumpled High Lord. "He does not look so mighty lying there," he said wonderingly. "He does not look so much greater than me.
I think the real problem is that you're afraid. Afraid of real love, and what it looks like, because you don't know what it is. The thing is, love is a risk, no matter what. It's just a risk you don't need to be afraid of taking.
With the suggestion of a compromise Gawaine mustered up enough courage to speak. "What will you do if I surrender?" he asked. "Why, I'll eat you," said the dragon. "And if I don't surrender?" "I'll eat you just the same.
An introverted person obviously affected by her past. Lived alone, had no sex life, had difficulty getting close to people. Kept her distance, and when she let loose there was no restraint. She chose a stranger for a lover.
Dragons are among the most ancient spirits. Their origins are not known, but they significantly predate the rise of man. [This author advises the reader never to ask a dragon about the early days of humanity, as they tend to remark that we were much ...
I already explained this. I don’t like you. True, I don’t like most people, but I especially dislike you. I could start my own religion based on how much I dislike you.
Be within your heart. See and feel with your heart. Recognize your heart within another. Speak words from the heart. Receive the words of another, within those precious chambers.
All this beauty exists so you and I can see His glory, His artwork. It's like an invitation to worship Him, to know Him.
Li Mu Bai: She should come to Wudan and become a disciple. Yu Shu Lien: But Wudan does not accept women. Li Mu Bai: For her, they might make an exception. If not, I'm afraid she'll become a poisoned dragon.
Mikael Blomkvist: I may have found something. Frode: You're joking! What have you found? Mikael Blomkvist: The last time I reported on something without being absolutely sure I lost my life savings.
[Stoick fights off a dragon, saving Hiccup] Hiccup: [v.o] Oh, and there's one more thing you need to know. [Stoick faces Hiccup, who is behind a pole. Pole falls into the village, setting it on fire] Hiccup: Sorry... Dad.
Gobber: [to Hiccup during dragon training] Don't worry. You're small and you're weak. That'll make you less of a target! They'll see you as sick or insane and go after the more viking-like teens instead.
If I pick up a book with spaceships on the cover, I want spaceships. If I see one with dragons, I want there to be dragons inside the book. Proper labeling. Ethical labeling. I don't want to open up my cornflakes and find that they're full of pebbles...
I bring this up because in writing some thoughts about a father, or not having a father, I feel as though I'm writing a book about a troll under a bridge or a dragon. For me, a father was nothing more than a character in a fairy tale. I know fathers ...
[last lines] Hiccup: [narrating] This is Berk. A bit trampled and busted and covered in ice, but it's home. It's our home. Those who attacked us are relentless and crazy, but those who stopped them - oh-h-h-h-h, even more so! We may be small in numbe...
Hiccup: [follows Valka through the cave] Uh, hold-hold on! Wait just a minute! Valka: This way! Hiccup: Come back here! Valka: Come! Hiccup: You can't just say something like that and run off! You're my MOTHER? I mean, what the...? Do you... do you g...
