Quotes About Mythical

I love Poseidon. His trident - his weapon - is really cool.

I just love vampires.

Finding a man who tells the truth is like looking for a dinosaur

Oh no, there goes Tokyo, Go Go Godzilla!

What's this bit in Chinese that keeps popping up?" he said. "XuÄ• Lóng?" "It's the codename for the operation." "What does it mean?" "XuÄ• Lóng is a mythical Chinese creature said to bring darkness, cold, and death." "What's the translation?" "In English, it would be called a snow dragon.

while he was in hospital he became very agitated, saying that he needed to go back to the minotaurs because the minotaurs would have his dinner.

Sólo esa vez, excentrado como un matador mítico para quien matar es devolver el toro al mar y el mar al cielo

Stagolee was, undoubtedly and without question, the baddest nigger that ever lived. Stagolee was so bad that the flies wouldn't even fly around his head in the summertime, and snow wouldn't fall on his house in the winter. He was bad, jim.

Everyone warned her that the U.S. was a difficult place where even the Devil got his ass beat

Pixies is understood as the counterparts of faeries.

Fairies or Fae or Fey are Magical Creatures entrenched into the folklore of Chinese Culture as old as the Dragon.

Great, so now I'm the Loch Ness Monster. ", Celestra Caine, FADE by Kailin Gow

I mean, you make it sound like I'm the yeti or something.", Celestra Caine from FADE by Kailin Gow

Certains accidents géographiques, par exemple les hautes montagnes, s'apparentent, en raison de leur symbolisme naturel, aux grands sanctuaires primordiaux, et c'est pour cela que les peuples les plus divers, surtout ceux dont la tradition a une forme « mythique » ou « primordiale », évitent de monter jusqu'aux sommets des montagnes, par crainte de provoquer la « colère des Dieux ».

naiads who liked to drown people, which meant she needed a sturdy

FABLEHAVEN: None who enter will leave unchanged. Trespassers will be turned to stone.

Ah, the outdoors,' Shallan said. 'I visited that mythical place once.

I doubt any dragon ever had it so good anyway.

Children in the future were going to insist my adventures were too outlandish—and therefore I wasn't an actual historical person, but one that was obviously made up, like Gilgamesh or David Bowie.

Exploit fears by photoshopping a picture of yesteryear to be everything people wanted it to be (but never was), seduce people into believing that a make-believe past could exist again, and give them someone to blame for ruining the picture and/or not being able to restore the mythical utopia.

High in the North in a land called Svithjod there is a mountain. It is a hundred miles long and a hundred miles high and once every thousand years a little bird comes to this mountain to sharpen its beak. When the mountain has thus been worn away a single day of eternity will have passed.

The moose will perhaps one day become extinct; but how naturally then, when it exists only as a fossil relic, and unseen as that, may the poet or sculptor invent a fabulous animal with similar branching and leafy horns, — a sort of fucus or lichen in bone, — to be the inhabitant of such a forest as this!

Nature is mythical and mystical always, and works with the license and extravagance of genius.

One has not the alternative of speaking of London as a whole, for the simple reason that there is no such thing as the whole of it. It is immeasurable—embracing arms never meet. Rather it is a collection of many wholes, and of which of them is it most important to speak?