Quotes About Troll

A troll is only as powerful as your response to them. Once you respond to them or let them instigate you, then you've given them power.

To analyze Trump is to discover only bottomless appetite and need, and to carve at him is like carving at an online troll: The only thing to discover is the void.

If you've spent any time on social media, you may have had the misfortune of coming up against a cowardly troll who hides behind a Twitter handle or Facebook page to criticize or attack you for any number of grievances, real or perceived.

Il mondo è solo carne che si va putrefacendo su un teschio- mormorò la troll

My name is Brian and I am a troll. An internet troll.

Q is like a stupid Internet Troll; he makes some strawman accusation against Picard, Picard refutes his argument with logic and reason, and Q just changes the terms of the argument, all the while enjoying the attention he's getting. But does anyone create alt.q.die.die.die? No, of course not. Life is so fucking unfair.

The Nihilistic Troll might pretend to be acting in the service of some cause or leader, but don't be fooled. The cause and their supposedly strong convictions are simply a way to justify and provide cover for their abusive behavior.

The troll language was very difficult to learn, bearing no relation to Njorden or any other language I had heard... As I learned more and more, I was reminded of times I had to pick out the stitches of a particularly complicated piece of sewing. One word might unravel a whole set of words, and then I'd come to a knot and have to begin all over again.

My heart pounding, I tried to follow what I saw the others doing. It did not seem difficult, though I managed to step on the troll's feet several times. Luckily, he did not try to converse with me. It was not long before he led me off the dance floor and then left me. Relieved, I hoped he would pass along the word that the troll lady in the colorless dress had two left feet.

For whatever reason, illiteracy continues to plague the racist troll community.

Im riding a troll! i was born to do this,and steal stuff, and EAT LOADS!

You didn't foresee a troll-riding dwarf pushing your plane down the runway. You must be losing your touch, Artemis." He

troll-riding dwarf

moving toward Martina Franca, a fortified town near the city of Brindisi. As far as we can tell, he stumbled into vent E7. It was on cooldown after a surface shot; that's why the troll isn't crispy barbecue right now." Holly grimaced. Charming, she thought. "We've been lucky in that our target has bumped into

If the person needs avocados, then I'm not going to deny them avocados because some troll decided I use avocados too much.

Tell me the truth. Does my hair look like shit? It doesn't, right? Gen's just a heinous troll. Right?" I hesitate the tiniest of beats. "Right.

And under that bridge sits a troll and demands every passerby pays him. Those who refuse have a leg injured, sometimes both. So I go to the alderman: "How much will you give me for that troll?" He's amazed. "What are you talking about?" he asks, "Who will repair the bridge if the troll's not there? He repairs it regularly with the sweat of his brow, solid work, first rate. It's cheaper to pay his toll.

To disarm a troll, you don't try and destroy them straight away, you take onboard what they're saying and then destroy them.

Oh, honey, of course it hurts! Beauty is pain. But you don't want to look like a troll, do you?

Come to Elfland,' the troll said. The child thought for a while. Other children had gone, and the elves always sent a changeling in their place, so that nobody quite missed them and nobody really knew. She thought awhile of the wonder and wildness of Elfland, and then of her own home. 'N-no,' said the child. 'Why not?' said the troll. 'Mother made a jam roll this morning,' said the child. And she walked on gravely home.

I don't want to be elite. Am I elite?" "You need to work on it. You need to become post-factual." "Is that the same as fictional?" "Fiction's elite. Nobody believes it. Post-factual is mass market, information-age, troll generated. It's what people want.

Roly Grain, his name was, and he does not have any further part in what I'm writing now, in spite of his troll's name, because this is not a story, only life.

Don't go see the movies, I'm a troll. I think the movie was great, but their biggest mistake was me.

After all the job of a troll is relatively mundane. Their mission is not to discuss a topic or refute an argument but to terrorize the communication space with unprecedented hostility and aggression in order to force opposing ideas into retreat.