Quotes About Raven

Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?

The crippled Raven found Will in his new room and seemed well pleased with the wider window, for all it must rattle at the glass for attention. Will didn't think this typical behavior in a raven, but perhaps the pampered birds at the Tower had been hand-fed into audacity.

She raised a hand imperiously, fingers balled loosly into a fist, and her eyes were not on Will's but on the raven's black ones.

Will told himself a raven could not smirk.

They climbed down again poorer by one mythic raven, who seemed remarkably sanguine about being left behind with Sir Walter.

it was as black as a raven's wing she'd once found on the beach.

Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.

'That's So Raven' was my favorite show growing up! I loved Raven so much! That show is what made me want to be on Disney Channel!

I was sort of like a scout for Eric Bischoff if I saw people who had the talent. Sometimes I wouldn't bring people to him until they had the gimmick, like Raven.

I always will be a Raven. That's where I was kind of raised in the NFL. I did a lot of growing, and we did a lot of special things. That's something that can never be taken away, and it never will. There's a lot of love there.

Ow do you knock out a Denizen? asked Suzy. I tried it myself once or twice, but just hitting them never works. It is not the force of the blow, but the authority with which it is delivered, quoth the raven.

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

Og Sigurd som skjenket ravnen, Odins svane, blodig øl, mistet livet; landets herre ødela ham ved Oglo. Gullets øder, den uredde, livet lot i luende ild, da landkongene brøt sitt løfte, sveik i trygd Tys ætling.

How sweetly did they float upon the wingsOf silence, through the empty-vaulted night,At every fall smoothing the raven downOf darkness till it smil'd!

Raven! What are you doing up so late? You have school tomorrow!"..."But I thought it was just the one time?

Call school," I called to her at the door. "Tell them I'm lovesick." -Raven

My vision is warping and splintering again; I can feel the darkness waiting for you, feel myself sliding inch by inch, fingertip by fingertip, back into the world of monsters and ghosts out of which the Curia lifted me. Sometimes when I look at him, Thaddeus has the head of a raven.

The hall towered, gold-shingled and gabled, and the guest slept in it until the black raven with raucous glee announced heaven's joy, and a hurry of brightness overran the shadows.

Many a spear dawn-cold to the touch will be taken down and waved on high; the swept harp won't waken warriors, but the raven winging darkly over the doomed will have news, tidings for the eagle of how he hoked and ate, how the wolf and he made short work of the dead.

I was never really a girl, or a woman, or a human being to Raven, Case. Even though he did awful things for me. I was a symbol, an expiation, and when I insisted on becoming a person he did the only thing he could do to keep on serving the symbol and not have to deal with a flesh-and-blood woman.

Dizzy, chilly, and beat, Raven collapsed on her bed. She rolled over, sensing a pea under the mattress. Typical Orientation Week prank. She dug around, found the pea, and tossed it across the room.

Daring was glaring at Raven as if he could shoot arrows with his eyes. And maybe he could. She'd seen him swordfight holding the sword with his feet. And win.

A long, thin line like steam trailed from the mirror through the room and into the cup of tea. The heat from the tea was warming the egg, steamy tendrils rising, wrapping around its bright spotted shell. Already there were cracks. "Get the egg!" Raven said. Raven

so thick with cobwebs it seemed like skeletons had decorated for a party. Raven fought her way through the webs to the far wall and ripped the velvet cloth off the mirror. She saw her own reflection staring back—long black hair with purple highlights, dark eyebrows