Quotes About Folklore

Mor-Rioghain is a bean-sidhe, a banshee

Yes, everyone know Bigfoot smell like shit. Please make effort not to point out every time you see Bigfoot. Thank you.

For the early English farmer, the world around was full of spiritual beings, half divine, half devilish.

Only in the campfire-stoked stories of Boy Scouts, bedtime tales baby-sitters employ to frighten bratty charges, or in the sweet delight of grandpas who never grew up, would the stories live on.

Where I'm from, we believe in all sorts of things that aren't true... we call it history.

history is scarcely capable of preserving the memory of anything except myths.

Not all the gods who appear in these tales and fancies became more than mythological figures. Many of them continued merely in this role, without temple or form of worship; they had but a folklore or finally a theological existence. Others became the great gods of Egypt.

You hold the copper coin under your tongue during . . . coitus . . . to keep from getting pregnant. My first wife was from Tennessee.

When I was growing up, my mom used to tell my sister and me about a leprechaun with a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. But she never mentioned a Russian Neanderthal with a bag of diamonds at the end of a bloody trail in a train station

The Black Velvet Band

They were kind of like little Stephen King stories... but these go back many hundreds of years.

There's a lot of common sense in some superstitions, George.

Danny North grew up surrounded by fairies, ghosts, talking animals, living stones, walking trees, and gods who called up wind and brought down rain, made fire from air and drew iron out of the depths of the earth as easily as ordinary people might draw up water from a well.

Then he told them another story and it was this story.

La gente dice que el coyote es un brujo. Muchas veces el brujo es un coyote.

Stories come from somewhere, said the witch. The past haunts the present in more ways than we realise.

You must remember that here in Norway we are used to that sort of thing. There are witches everywhere.

We the darker ones come even now not altogether empty-handed: there are to-day no truer exponents of the pure human spirit of the Declaration of Independence than the American Negroes; there is no true American music but the wild sweet melodies of the Negro slave; the American fairy tales and folklore are Indian and African; and, all in all, we black men seem the sole oasis of simple faith and reverence in a dusty desert of dollars and smartness.

In the world of haunted machines we're determined to bring on, we need alchemists. People with feet in both worlds. People prepared to consider a world of ghosts and spirits with presence and agency. People like the cunning-folk, equipped to translate the high code of that world for the rest of us dung-stained villagers. People who know their history – which means also knowing their folklore, because that's where the lessons are. Magic

A child gets moral notions from the fairy-tales he delights in, as do his elders from tale and verse.

Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told; And all who told it added something new, And all who hear'd it made enlargements too, In ev'ry ear it spread, on ev'ry tongue it grew.

All you need to forecast the weather is a stone on a string — • Stone wet: Rain • Stone dry: Not raining • Shadow on ground: Sunny • White on stone: Snow • Can't see stone: Foggy • Swinging stone: Windy • Jumpy stone: Earthquake • Stone gone: Tornado

Wine makes old wives wenches.

The power of love to change bodies is legendary, built into folklore, common sense, and everyday experience. Love moves the flesh, it pushes matter around... Throughout history, "tender loving care" has uniformly been recognized as a valuable element in healing.