Quotes About Toads

Vision of the night: toads plunge from silver waters.

It might be noted here that Freudian analysts of fairy tales have suggested that kissing toads and frogs is symbolized fellatio. In that regard, Princess Leigh-Cheri was, on a conscious level, innocent, although not so naïve as Queen Tilli, who though fellatio was an obscure Italian opera and was annoyed that she couldn't find the score.

Dierdre was one of a pair of enormous common toads that I had found, tamed with comparative ease, and established in the tiny walled garden below the veranda. Here they lived a blameless life among the geraniums and tangerine trees, venturing up onto the veranda when the lights were lit to take their share of the insect life.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

So, success attend St. Patrick's fist, For he's a saint so clever; Oh! he gave the snakes and toads a twist, And bothered them forever!

If God had wanted us to be concerned for the plight of the toads, he would have made them cute and furry.

I meet my sisters in front of Madoc's stables, where silver-shod faerie horses are penned up beside enormous toads ready to be saddled and bridled and reindeer with broad antlers hung with bells.

You're the sister who spits out toads and snakes. I'm the sister who spits out rubies and diamonds.

The army of Elfhame assembles and readies itself to march. Whippet-thin faerie steeds, swampy water horses, reindeer with jutting antlers, and massive toads are all being saddled. Some will even be armoured.

Sometimes Jude longed for her bike, but there were none in Faerie. Instead, she had giant toads, and thin greenish ponies and wild-eyed horses slim as shadows. And she had weapons. And her parents' murderer, now her foster father.

Fine food is poison. It can be as bitter as antimony and bitter almonds and as repulsive as swallowing live toads. Like the poison the emperor took every day to stop himself being poisoned, fine food must be taken daily until the system becomes immune to its ravages and the taste buds beaten and abused to the point where they not only accept but savour every vile concoction under the sun.

Uncultivated minds are not full of wild flowers, like uncultivated fields. Villainous weeds grow in them, and they are full of toads.

It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.

Nor till the poets among us can be"literalists ofthe imagination"—aboveinsolence and triviality and can presentfor inspection, "imaginary gardens with realtoads in them," shall we have it.

There's ne'er a mile in Ireland's Isle where the dirty vermin musters; Where'er he put his dear forefoot he murdered them in clusters. The toads went hop, the frogs went flop, slapdash into the water, And the beasts committed suicide to save themselves from slaughter.