Quotes About King

Aspects are within us, and who seems most kingly is king.

Time is the king of men.

Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love. Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love. Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love. Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love. Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king.

You are coming to a King, Large petitions with you bring For his grace and power are such None can ever ask too much.

The king of France with twenty thousand men Went up the hill, and then came down again: The king of Spain with twenty thousand more Climbed the same hill the French had climbed before.

Better to be king for a night than a schmuck for a lifetime.

Any home can be a castle when the king and the queen are in love.

No stonger allies no greater friends no bigger fighters of honor could a king behould then these assembled afore me mine brothers mine blood

None of his brothers dared to throw out a grumble, because the protocol button had been punched: If they were around outsiders, they treated him as their sovereign lord and king. Which meant no fucking around and no insubordination. Maybe they needed visitors more often in the fucking house

We're vampires," he said. "Not fairies." "Sometimes I'm not so sure about that. You see that study your king hangs out in?" "He's nearly blind." "Which explains why he hasn't hanged himself in that pastel train wreck." "I thought you were bitching about the gloom-and-doom decorating?" "I free-associate.

After a moment the king said, So be it. Zsadist cursed. Butch whistled low. Rhage bit into a Tootsie Pop.

He needs to die. When everybody looked at Rehvenge, the guy shrugged. Plain and simple. Let's not bullshit around with protocol and meetings. Let's just take him out. Don't you think that's a little bloodthirsty, sin-eater? Wrath drawled. From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now. And he was, with a smile.

With a face that was both aristocratic and brutal, he looked like the king he was by birthright and the soldier he'd become by destiny.

I'm blind, he told the commoner. I cannot see. That's how I knew what would matter to you and your family. I've got some experience making accommodations in this world. The gasp was loud. Wrath smiled a little. Yeah, that Blind King title isn't just gossip. It's the God's honest-and I am not ashamed of it.

Con un rostro tan aristocrático como brutal, parecía el rey que en realidad era por derecho propio y el guerrero en que el destino lo había convertido.

Mind if I light up? The king shook his head. I'd consider it a public service. We could all use the contact high today.

If working around the King had taught her anything, it was that no matter what class you were in, tragedy didn't discriminate, justice could always be served, and nobody got out of this life alive.

the place appeared to be exactly like what you'd expect the king of the vampires to live in: spooky, creepy, threatening. It was all that Halloween shit, except this was for real. The people in there did bite, and not just when they were asked to. "Cool," Trez said, feeling instantly at home.

Yes, he thought, to survive, one must not be alone. And one must have a partner of worth. Possess that? And you were richer than any King and queen who e'er roamed the earth.

Wrath was six feet, six inches of pure terror dressed in leather. His hair was long and black, falling straight from a widow's peak. Wraparound glasses hid eyes that no one had ever seen revealed. Shoulders twice the size of most males'. With a face that was both aristocratic and brutal, he looked like the king he was by birthright and the soldier he'd become by destiny.

The great blind King sat his ass back down. And if you were any other living thing you might say he sulked a little. His lower lip pouching out. His brows sinking lower. Then in a bid to calm himself, which he would of denied,he reached down and petted George. That golden retriever was the sunshine to Wraith's thunder.

The great blind King sat his ass back down. And if you were any other living thing you might say he sulked a little. His lower lip pooching out. His brows sinking lower. Then in a bid to calm himself, which he would of denied, he reached down and petted George. That golden retriever was the sunshine to Wraith's thunder.

Number one, cash is king... number two, communicate... number three, buy or bury the competition.

We are a constitutional monarchy. I don't order laws, I propose them. Article 35 of our constitution states that the king can only refuse a law of parliament once, then he has to sign it - if the same law is then supported by a two-thirds majority in both houses of parliament.