Quotes About Legend

I had heard the old Indian legend about the red fern. How a little Indian boy and girl were lost in a blizzard and had frozen to death. In the spring, when they were found, a beautiful red fern had grown up between their two bodies. The story went on to say that only an angel could plant the seeds of a red fern, and that they never died; where one grew, that spot was sacred.

I'm sure the red fern has grown and has completely covered the two little mounds. I know it is still there, hiding its secret beneath those long, red leaves, but it wouldn't be hidden from me for part of my life is buried there, too. Yes, I know it is still there, for in my heart I believe the legend of the sacred red fern.

The great roe is a mythological beast with the head of a lion and the body of a lion, though not the same lion.

Have I ever said that Turner once actually had himself lashed to the mast of a ship, to be able to later do a painting of a storm? Which has never failed to remind me of the scene in which Odysseus does the identical thing, of course, so that he can listen to the Sirens singing but will stay put.

The shirts of the referee and his touch judges, as if to confirm everything that crowds have ever suspected about match officials, carry the legend Specsavers.)

History is a fable agreed upon.

Legend is more historical than fact, because fact tells us about one man and legend tells us about a million men,

One legend has it that Ferdinand was himself right in the middle of a chess game when Christopher Columbus approached the court with his plan to sail west in search of the Indies; at that moment, victory came to Ferdinand on the chess-board, putting him in such a good mood that he quickly approved Columbus's request.

That little Kennedy... he thought he was a god.

I was thinking of retiring after tonight," he replied. "Retiring? This is just the beginning. Tonight, a ballroom legend will be born!" It's official! thought Ben. My mum is bonkers!

Massa was also where British merchant James Grey Jackson once saw a pair of colossal whale jawbones arching up from the sand. A local informed him that they had always been there and that, when the whale had beached, a man named Jonah had emerged from it's belly. Jackson laughed at the tale. His earnest informant responded only that 'nobody but a Christian would doubt the fact.

Going down in history is a dead end pursuit

And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge.

It's always hard to follow in the footsteps of a legend, especially when you don't even want to.

Since Divine is dead, the poet may sing her, may tell her legend, the Saga, the annals of Divine. The Divine Saga should be danced, mimed, with subtle directions. Since it is impossible to make a ballet of it, I am forced to use words that are weighed down with precise ideas, but I shall try to lighten them with expressions that are empty, hollow and invisible.

The world of Rnoir is a single entity. The red of the poppy determines the pose of the young woman with the umbrella. The blue of the sky harmonizes with the sheepskin the young shepheard wears. His pictures are demonstrations of over-all unity. .... Renoir believed in the Chinese legend that a mandarin can be killed at a distance by an unconsciously lethal gesture made in Paris.

I have always thought of a myth as something that never was, but is always happening

They were working hard at their own myth.

T'u-küelerin devletinde bayrak, alt?ndan bir kurt ba??yla süslüdür; bu sadece bir figür olmaktan ziyade, ?üphesiz alt?nla kaplanm?? gerçek bir kafatas?d?r. Hükümdar?n kap?s?n?n giri?ine yere dikilir ve yürüyen ordunun önünde ta??n?r. Bundaki amaç, yaln?zca toplanmak de?il, ayn? zamanda efsanede oldu?u gibi Kurdun halk?na liderlik etmesidir.

Atticus, Dan is right, Atlantis is a myth." "Everybody was pretty sure Troy was a myth," Jake said. "Until Calvert and Schliemann found it.

Children were brought to see him. His legend spread quickly. Wherever he went, it was known that this was a holy man, captured with small houses of souls around his neck.

It is superstition," she admitted. "But it might be true.

It's not superstition," she said. They all turned to her, swiveling on their stools. "It is superstition," she admitted. "But it might be true.

And then there was Ray Charles.