That's very kind of you," she said bitterly, for she no longer believed in kindness. "And you're willing to do this...why? Because you're fond of helping others?" "I'm fond of revenge," the dragon answered.
I can taste fear, and lies, on a man's skin, Cavrax." The Master Priest whispered, watching the large pulse on the cleric's neck beat like a caged thing begging for release. "You're lying to me.
Commander! Sir! Wake up!" Jack surfaced from sleep, wondering who the commander was and wishing he'd respond so he could go back to sleep - until he remembered that he was the commander.
Brazen it out! Throw away the scabbard! Grit your teeth, buckle down, and die with your boots on! Or in other words, be determined and resolved until you accomplish the thing you set out to accomplish.
Strange clothes you wear, Child of the Dragon. Has the Wheel turned so far? Do the People of the Dragon return to the first Covenant? But you wear a sword. That is neither now nor then.
Maybee there is no guile here," Deor suggested. "Perhaps it is just a group of dragons who have come together to raid the hold." "The diffirence? if they pretend to cooperate ... they must cooperate to pretend. It would be worse than a guile.
Friendship- my definition- is built on two things. Respect and trust. Both elements have to be there. And it has to be mutual. You can have respect for someone, but if you don't have trust, the friendship will crumble.
Cozy was a fun night by a fireplace with marshmallows. Cozy was a grandmother knitting Christmas sweaters. Cozy was new puppies in a litter. Cozy was not what he had in mind to do in that tent with Tes.
Matar al enemigo, aunque su muerte ya no tenga sentido... Así es la guerra. El odio genera odio hasta que no resta más para destruir.
What happened out there?” “I almost got quarking toasted by a dragon.” “A dragon,” he repeats, scandalized. “Are you mad? Or have you been skulking around the bars of Barbary XIII?
The corn is planted first, followed by beans, then squash between the rows.They are called the Three Sisters. They sustain each other, the earth, and us. But the Big Ones do not know that. They do not care for the earth, and its children, properly.
It's been a thrilling journey - I have had to really learn that an orchestra is an entity - it's a creature. I have been calling it the dragon and the conductor is the dragon tamer. And you just have to... ride and don't let go and you will be fine.
If I pick up a book with vampires on the cover, I want there to be vampires. 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...
...burying themselves in his arm was more about feeling his love in the confusion, in the difficulty, than it was about having moved past it.
The problem with dragons is that everyone uses them. All the time. When that happens, they become commonplace. A lot of people think you can just throw them into a story and suddenly whatever you're writing is 28% cooler. But that doesn't work. All t...
Bjurman: How many partners have you had in the last month? And how many of those were men? It's regulation. I have to ask these things. Lisbeth Salander: Write what you want.
Mikael Blomkvist: I can't find any record of her and I'm pretty good at that kind of thing. Armansky: She's had a rough life. Can we please not make it any rougher?
Pernilla Blomkvist: Don't go too hard on the Catholics! Mikael Blomkvist: What's that? Pernilla Blomkvist: The article you are writing about. Mikael Blomkvist: I'm not writing an article on the Catholics. Pernilla Blomkvist: The Bible quotes by your ...
Mikael Blomkvist: What has happened to you? How did you turn out this way? You know everything about me. I don't know shit about you. Not a damn thing. Lisbeth Salander: That's the way it is.
Snotlout: Could this day get any worse? Tuffnut: Uh, lemme see: We're jumpin' in freezing cold water, and then die from drowning. Eret: [sarcastically] Looks refreshing.
Gobber: Remember, a dragon will always, *always*... go for the kill. [cut to Hiccup in the forest where he freed the Night Fury] Hiccup: [picking up the cut bolas] So why didn't you?
