Quotes About Mythical

The Kraken stirs. And ten billion sushi dinners cry out for vengeance.

I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.

people didn't seem to be able to remember what it was like with the elves around. Life was certainly more interesting then, but usually because it was shorter. And it was more colorful, if you liked the color of blood.

Either dragons should exist completely or fail to exist at all, he felt. A dragon only half-existing was worse than the extremes.

You were safe on a troll. Anyone wanting to mug a troll would have to use a building on a stick.

We (people) only remembered that elves sang. But we forgot what they sang about.

A unicorn is nothing more than a big horse that comes to a point, anyway. Nothing to get so excited about.

There are now, to the delight of parasitical writers like me, what I might almost call "public domain" plot items. There are dragons, and magic users, and far horizons, and quests, and items of power, and weird cities. There's the kind of scenery that we would have had on earth if only God had had the money.

Well, these guys believe that if you die in battle, some big fat singing horned women carry you off to a sort of giant feast hall where you gobble yourself silly for the rest of eternity, said the rave. It belched genteeley. Damn stupid idea, really. But it just happened! Still a daft idea.

There is a phrase neither flesh nor fowl nor good red herring. This thing was all of them, plus some other bits of beasts unknown to science or nightmare or even kebab. There was certainly some red, and a lot of flapping, and Nutt was sure he caught a glimpse of an enormous sandal...

The Burmese chronicles say that after the Nanzhao invasions a new dynasty arose, founded by a semimythical warrior-king named Pyusawhti. An expert archer, he came to Pagan and defeated, in the manner of St. George, a great bird, a great boar, a great tiger, and a flying squirrel, freeing the local folk from their terror.

'The Grace of Kings' was meant to read like a set of legends about characters who were bigger than life.

the Lock Ness monster

Tell them, Gabrielle," Adam urged impatiently. Blinking, Gabby nodded. "I have one of the, er… fairies here with me –" "Tuatha Dé," Adam corrected irritably. "You're bloody well making me sound like Tinkerbell.

Mac reflected on the Unseelie King and his concubine: He'd loved her for all time After he'd believed she was gone Sunshine to his ice. Frost to her fever. I wished them forever. You, too, beautiful girl. The Unseelie King was gone.

Immortals. Pains in the asses, every one of them.

They are each other's opposite, although, I suppose, not antithesis. That would be summer to winter, autumn to spring. Yet as they stand near each other, Winter, so icy and pale, Autumn so dusky and warm, it drives home to me how elemental the Fae are, the embodiment of the seasons themselves.

That bird was a phoenix," Demerara said. "You'll know about them from those Henry Porter books.

The fact that Bultmann proceeds from a pastoral and missionary motive - namely, to preserve modern man from rejecting the New Testament because of its mythical structure - does not diminish by one iota the theological presumption of this undertaking

mermaids floated

The Babylonians called it Tiamat, the Canaanites called it Lotan, the Ugaritic translation for "Leviathan." Hebrews called it Leviathan and sometimes Rahab.[12]

A major premise of my fictional novel Noah Primeval is that the gods of the ancient world were real spiritual beings with supernatural powers. Thus, the mythical literature and artistic engravings of the gods that have been uncovered by Mesopotamian archeology reflect a certain amount of factual reality. The twist is that these gods are actually fallen divine angelic beings called "Sons of God" (Bene Elohim) in the Bible.

Zombies, werewolves, vampires and ghosts are an escape from the real world because they don't exist in the real world.

Just be careful what you say. Don't upset him." "You mean the Grumpus guy?" "It's Krampus.