Quotes About Mythical

Are you going to let me be eaten?' Billy Beecham looks stunned. 'Don't you know that sometimes Beast collectors get collected?' I ask him. 'But you're a virgin.' 'Virgins were never sacrifices,' I say. "Not to this kind of Beast. Virgin are collaborators.

Wild animals. I had not, until that moment, put dragons in that class. I had thought them something apart.

Once humans learned how to enter the psychic plane, then it wouldn't be long before they discovered what shouldn't exist. Vampires. Werewolves. Ghosts. La Llorona. El Cucuy. Fairies. Then humans would do to us what they did to the dodo birds, the passenger pigeon, and most of the Native Americans.

I wonder if vampire's eyebrows can grow back.

Chuck Norris can divide by zero.

Chuck Norris can unscramble an egg.

Jin looked both ways for the Quicksilver Dragon before crossing the canal.

You can't just call the Praetor. It's not like 1-800-WEREWOLF.

C: What do you get when a giant sneezes?Out of the way. - Marigold

Still, the painful death of that unicorn had been satisfying to watch

No one's ever really ready for a troll.

Aren't faeries supposed to be, like, really tiny? With wings and a wand and faerie dust?""I'm not Tinker Bell!

Ala!" Echo sprang to her feet, legs tangled in the sheets. The Ala was here. The Ala had brought food. The Ala was a goddess

A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship

A unicorn is a donkey from the future

The goal of modern propaganda is no longer to transform opinion but to arouse an active and mythical belief

Legend: A lie that has attained the dignity of age.

Our technology forces us to live mythically

Don't worry, fairy vomit is no doubt sweet-smelling to humans.

See, if you're nice to people, they'll turn into fire skeletons and fight giant glowing man-gods.

One thing vampire children have to be taught early on is, don't run with wooden stakes.

Dragons eventually wake and crawl from their dark dens.

Once upon a time, long long ago, before monsters roamed the earth, all the stars hung quietly in the sky, and great cities of wonder and light reached up to meet them.

Alexander, of whom men tell many legends, lived by his own. Achilles must have Patroklos. He might love his Briseis; but Patroklos was the friend till death. At their tombs in Troy, Alexander and Hephaistion had sacrificed together. Wound Patroklos, and Achilles will have your blood.