Quotes About Legend

Por un instante recordó el antiguo mito de Dédalo: el muchacho recorrió el laberinto del Minotauro con una mano pegada al muro, pues le habían garantizado que, si no dejaba de mantener contacto con él, encontraría la salida.

Bajo la antigua Rosllin el Grial espera... Por maestros ornado con amoroso esmero. La espada y el cáliz guardan su puerta. Reposa por fin, bajo un estrellado cielo.

I desperately want to talk to her now. I want to ask her who it was who so deftly crafted and shaped the legend that was our love.

Yggdrasill—one of only five of its kind—into a war

Later, when the battles are won and the world is theirs, I will tell them about her. I will sing to them of Siri.

What he had to tell them was a story

Remembering a man's stories makes him immortal, did you know that?

Remembering a man's stories makes him immortal, did you know that?" I

Karl became the biggest farmer in Ashland, but my father's legend became even bigger. It was said he could charm anyone, just by walking through the room. It was said he was blessed with a special power. But my father was humble, and he said it wasn't that at all. He just liked people, and people liked him. It was that simple, he said.

We should burn all libraries and allow to remain only that which everyone knows by heart. A beautiful age of the legend would then begin.

Tom Finney would have been great in any team, in any match and in any age, even if he had been wearing an overcoat.

There will never be another Michael Jackson, a huge pop star since (the age of) 7.

I was impressed by Hendrix. His attitude was brilliant. Even the way he walked was amazing.

Lionel Messi is the most amazing player I have ever seen.

One story deserves another

Argos the greatest tragedy in Greek legend was

He was known through all that country. He had no kin, no ties, and he antedated everyone; nobody knew how old he was—a tall thin man in a filthy frock coat and no shirt beneath it and a long, perfectly white beard reaching below his waist, who lived in a mud-daubed hut in the river bottom five or six miles from any road. He made and sold nostrums and charms, and it was said of him that ate not only frogs and snakes but bugs as well—anything that he could catch.

His ugliness was the stuff of legend. In an age of affordable beauty, there was something heraldic about his lack of it.

The bartender's smile widened. His ugliness was the stuff of legend. In an age of affordable beauty, there was something heraldic about his lack of it.

stuff of legend. In an age of affordable beauty, there was something heraldic about his lack of it. The antique arm whined as he reached for

Leaning forward, Bergstrom said, "I'm asking you. Come on, give me a folk legend. Anything. You have to have a story hidden away somewhere." David shook his head. "You're not serious, surely?" Bergstrom studied him carefully for a moment. "You forget, I live and work among the Inuit. Stories

He be Hercules," said Billy. "He just defeated a monster made out of rocks and mud." Robin Hood looked impressed. "Did he indeed?

Hero-cults complicate everything in a Sacred Band.

The mythic journey is always about selflessness