Quotes About Dragons

When humans arrived in Alagaësia, they too were added to this elite order. After many years of peace, the monstrous and warlike Urgals killed the dragon of a young human Rider named Galbatorix. Driven mad by the loss and by his elders' refusal to provide him with another dragon, Galbatorix set out to topple the Riders.

Rhunön went up to Saphira's shoulder and tapped a scale with one of her blunt fingernails, twisting her head from side to side in an attempt to peer into the translucent pebble. "Good color. Not like those brown dragons, all muddy and dark.

Christopher Paolini

Christopher Paolini

You believe dragons are better than gods?

Saphira, Nasuada, Arya, and Roran.

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Christopher Paolini

Christopher Paolini

I beg your pardon. I didn't know that dragons were so intelligent." A grim smile twisted his lips. "First Ra'zac and magicians, now dwarves, Riders, and talking dragons. It seems the whole world has gone mad.

The world is stretched thin, Eragon. Soon it will snap and madness will burst forth. What you feel is what we dragons feel and what the elves feel—the inexorable march of grim fate as the end of our age approaches. Weep for those who will die in the chaos that shall consume Alagaësia. And hope that we may win a brighter future by the strength of your sword and shield and my fangs and talons.

And in the mean time I'll fight dragons, just like any knight for his lady.

He can't see it. It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry "Monster!" and looked behind him.

Here's something I bet you don't know: every time someone writes a story about a dragon a real dragon dies. Something about seeing and being seen something about mirrors that old tune about how a photograph can take your whole soul. At the end of this poem I'm going to go out like electricity in an ice storm. I've made peace with it.

Did you never wonder why the old books are so full of dragons chasing after maidens? The serpents think the girls are orphans, and long to get them away in a lair so that they may grow up strong and tall.

All the rest of the nonsense a story requires is just a long seduction of the ending. You throw out murders and reversals and heroes and detectives and spies, juggle love affairs and near escapes and standoffs with marvellous guns, kidnappings and sorcery and comic relief and gravediggers and princesses and albino dragons, and it's all just to lure an ending into your bed.

She still longed for the best heights of magic, to see dragons and mermaids, to see the naked world.

The wise man, the dragon rumbled, does not play games with dragons.

Why is she afraid? he asked. She's not Anjin-san. Just a little nervous. Please excuse her. She's never seen a foreigner close to before. Tell her when the moon's full, barbarians sprout horns and fire comes out of our mouths like dragons.

When the Dragons belch, all Hong Kong defecates.

The past is another land, and we cannot go to visit. So, if I say there were dragons, and men who rode upon their backs, who alive has been there and can tell me that I'm wrong?

My brother believed in all sorts of mythical creatures: pixies, dragons, werewolves, honest men.

Not all men were meant to dance with dragons.

Granamyr doesn't fight humans, Granamyr wins.