Quotes from Cressida Cowell

Sometimes our little human splashings are not enough. However hard we try, however strong our heroic human wills (and us humans have such a capacity, such a heroic capacity for believing that the impossible might be possible), sometimes our ridiculously puny human arms are too weak. Sometimes the world is just too big for us, the hurricane too wild, the sea so huge, that it wears out even the bravest of hearts, the strongest of wills.

We all make mistakes. We all need second chances and even third, fourth, and fifth chances.

Sometimes time cannot tick backwards. Sometimes you cannot put a dragon back in a forest, nor a witch back in a tree-trunk, nor the breath back into a friend when all the breath has gone.

And long after Kings are forgotten, and their names have fallen into dust, the good deeds and the actions of the Heroes live on in glory.

It is always a mistake to underestimate the little people of the world, for it is often they who tip the balance.

You can't put': Hiccup in charge, sir, he's USELESS.

Worrying won't help it turn up any sooner. And look!" continued the giant. "If you waste your time worrying, how will you have a moment to see how beautiful the world is?

Wodensfang, you're paranoid, said Hiccup, yawning. It's only paranoia, whispered the Wodensfang, if things aren't out to get you...

Uh-oh, thought Hiccup, who was an intelligent boy. This person wants to kill me.

There's no such thing as im-POSSIBLE, Hiccup,' snorted Old Wrinkly, 'only im-PROBABLE. The only thing that limits us are the limits to our imaginations... and I used to think of you as an imaginative boy. Give up, if you want to... but I used to think of you as the sort of boy who would NEVER give up, however bad things looked.

Who is to say that your friend's life is worth more than a Dragon's?' said One Eye, who was taking up most of the deck. 'It's worth more to me,' said Hiccup. 'Because I didn't know the Doomfang personally.

You can Cheat a Dragon's Curse. You do not have to accept the hand that Fate has dealt you.

If you're going to start a new life, you might as well start it NOW.

You were not my first love, Stoick the Vast, said Valhallarama. But you are my last…

A GIANT heart Needs a GIANT life! GIANT arms Can hold a world! Let me lead a GIANT'S life! No little steps, no holding back! A GIANT'S way, a GIANT'S track! Let my mistakes Be GIANT ones! For I can't live in little worlds! I need the space to run my fill I need to jump from hill to hill And if you take my woods from me I'll wander out into the sea And try to find another world So I can live a GIANT'S life!

Follow me, reader, if you dare. Take my hand, for we can fly swifter than the Deadly Shadow; we can follow the sound of ticking teeth faster than they can, and trace the Hero back to where he lies, on the little isle of Hero's End.

But then, said Caliburn, the adults are making such an almighty mess of things maybe we have to put our faith in the children, crazy and unrealistic and reckless though they are...

Betapapun kecilnya kita, kita harus memperjuangkan apa yang kita percayai. Bukan berjuang dengan kekuatan pedang atau kepalan tangan kita, tapi kekuatan otak dan pikiran dan mimpi kita.

Long ago, on the wild and windy isle of Berk, a smallish Viking with a longish name stood up to his ankles in snow.

If you were a fanciful person, you might have said that it was almost as if that box was looking for Hiccup. But we are not fanciful people, and that would be ridiculous.

Imagine if you had spent the whole first part of your life trying to walk on your hands. The clumsiness of it, always falling over, always stumbling, always the last at everything. Imagine the joy of discovering that in fact you could walk on your feet after all.

I dream of an Heir who shall be a Dragon-Whisperer, a Swordfighter, a Man who talks with Monsters and who will harness the power of Thor's thunder itself...

Books are like dragons....if we do not believe in them, and read them, they will cease to exist. How, then, will we learn the language and understand the stories of the dear dead ghosts of the past? Save the Dragons. Speak Dragonese. Read a book.

Strange how a story sometimes seems to end just how it started, in a circle.