Quotes About Scabbard

Freed hands both rising for the pommel now, so natural, so smooth, it was like Kiriath machinery, as if he were machinery, a cunningly crafted clockwork Kiriath mannequin, built to complement the steel. He felt the accustomed kiss of the grip on his palms, felt the grin on his face turn into a snarl. Cold chime as the scabbard gave up its embrace. And the Ravensfriend came out.

Washington used this sword after 1777. On its scabbard is etched "J Bailey, Fish Kill," as the sword was remounted with a new hilt and silver cross guard in Fishkill, New York, by John Bailey, an immigrant cutler from Sheffield, England. It was used by Washington as his battle sword when commanding the Continental Army for much of the Revolutionary War.

how could I protect myself? I had the Viking's scabbard, but not the sword; I had the Buddhist's robe, but not the faith.

The boldness of his mind was sheathed in a scabbard of politeness.

The sword of justice has no scabbard.

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

Wit in women is apt to have bad consequences; like a sword without a scabbard, it wounds the wearer and provokes assailants.

The voice, scraping as harsh from the scented darkness as sharp sword from soft scabbard, not surprisingly halted the traveler.

That talent lives in within me. Now though, it goes as easily as a sword being put back in a scabbard. It's done what it was needed for. It's done the most important thing it will ever be needed for.", FADE by Kailin Gow

He slipped the baldric over his head, laying the leather across his shoulder and the scabbard at his hip. Knowing the weapon a little more intimately, now, he had a new respect for it.

A single gleaming sword sat in the middle on a raised portion of the red velvet. Magda noticed an ornate gold and silver scabbard attached to a baldric lying on the floor. The scabbard was so striking that it could only belong with the sword.

Out of the scabbard of the night, By God's hand drawn, Flashes his shining sword of light, And lo, the dawn!

Nothing made you look like more of a dick than standing there trying to find the end of your scabbard with the tip of your sword.

There's a scabbard for every dagger,' the madam says in Turkish as the whores laugh.