Quotes About Unicorn

Brent is very unique. Unicorn needs someone who has the respect of the developers, has enough deep experience with almost every sort of it infrastructure we have, and can describe what the developers need to build so that we can actually manage and operate in production. Those skills are rare, and we don't have anyone else that can rotate into this special role right now.

We were born in the '70s, back when twins were rare, a bit magical: cousins of the unicorn, siblings of the elves.

pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows.

Reasons for cancellation order: 1. Baby-eating aquatic faerie equines do not exist.

Amazement could go no further. If Phryne had ridden in on a unicorn he would merely have remarked on its elegant hocks and golden horn and suggested that she enter it weight for age at Felmington. Well, no, not a unicorn. Not Phryne. A dragon, perhaps. He was sure that she could tame a dragon.

An impressionistic map of the South China Sea has been dashed across these covers by molecularly reconstructed Ming Dynasty calligraphers using brushes of combed unicorn mane dipped into ink made of grinding down charcoal slabs fashioned by blind stylite monks from hand-charred fragments of the True Cross.

A unicorn is a mythical creature that you've never seen before. And a unicorn player, he makes plays and does stuff you've never seen before.

Rhinoceros — battle unicorn Raccoon — trash panda Porcupine — stab rabbit Peacock — disco chicken Skunk — fart squirrel Zebra — tiger pony Giraffe — spotted stretch camel Bat — leather bird Reindeer — Christmas llama

If Monday is a mosquito and Wednesday is a camel, then Friday is a unicorn!

If you're being skewered by a unicorn, the secret is: tell the unicorn he doesn't exist. If you do that, he'll disappear in a puff of Lucky Charms cereal. That's true. That's fact. Same thing goes for writer's block.

Merry Patricia Wilding was sitting on a cobblestone wall, sketching three rutabagas and daydreaming about the unicorn.

The mist hung in the air like a prancing unicorn.

...the unicorn is noble, He knows his gentle birth, He knows that God has chosen him Above all beasts of earth.

When someone told me that I live in a fantasyland, I nearly fell off my unicorn.

Respect can be as elusive as the unicorn. I know something of this because I write books that are set in the Middle Ages, and the historical novel is often seen as the unwanted stepchild in the fictional family. I know even more about respect - or the lack thereof - because I live in New Jersey.

Put a horse in an empty meadow, and the meadow becomes animate. Put a saola, even a saola you cannot see, in a forest, and the forest, as though it held a unicorn, acquires an energy that cannot be named. It becomes numinous; it gains the pull of gravity, the weight of water, the float of a feather.

If there's a magic pony in the story, chances are I'll read it.

Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.

my conscience has the same hard reality as a unicorn.

Because homeland is one of the magical fantasy words like unicorn and soul and infinity that have now passed into the language. And the particular magic of homeland, its particular spell over irie, was that it sounded like a beginning. The beginningest of beginnings. Like the first morning of Eden and the day after apocalypse. A blank page. (p.332)

A divorcée empty nester who didn't regret her solitude? She was a goddamn unicorn of selfishness.

For example, grown men who sneer at the idea of unicorns will tearfully testify to the existence of an even rarer, more mythical species. Found only in remote ports of call and the darkest, deepest reaches of the most insalubrious taverns, this is the prostitute in whose chest beats the proverbial heart of gold. Let me assure you, if there is one part of a prostitute that is made of gold, it is not her heart.

For an instant Stile was daunted by the improbability of it all: a man, a cyborg, a robot, an animalhead, and a wooden golem, all riding unicorns through a battlefield strewn with goblins and dragons, pursuing an invaluable ball of power-rock that rolled along a channel cleared by plastic explosive. What a mishmash!

A legend - now I am like a unicorn.