Quotes About Regality

There are so many voices that tell people, especially queer people, that they don't have importance and regality.

There was something in her attitude, in her whole appearance when she leaned her head against the high-backed chair and spread her arms, which suggested the regal woman, the one who rules, who looks on, who stands alone.

The golden shimmer of Edna's satin gown spread in rich folds on either side of her. There was a soft fall of lace encircling her shoulders. It was the color of her skin, without the glow, the myriad living tints that one may sometimes discover in vibrant flesh. There was something in her attitude, in her whole appearance when she leaned her head against the high-backed chair and spread her arms, which suggested the regal woman, the one who rules, who looks on, who stands alone.

The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills,' was Moiraine's reply. She stood in the doorway looking more Aes Sedai than he ever remembered her, ageless, with dark eyes that seemed ready to swallow him, slight and slender yet so regal she could have commanded a roomful of queens if she could not channel a spark. That blue stone on her forehead was catching the light again. 'You will do well, Rand.' He stared at the door long after it closed behind them.

She was dressed in pale green, and a gold ribbon bound back her dark, straight hair like a crown.

The queen was settling on the edge of the bed, ungainly with hesitation and at the same time exquisite in her grace, like a heron landing in a treetop.

Cuando llegaban es como si hubiese llegado el señor del universo, aportando con él todas las magnificencias de los reinos del mismo; y cuando se marchaban, dejaban tras ellos un sosiego que se parecía mucho al sueño profundo que se produce después de una orgía.

A palm-leaf carriage should move slowly, or else it loses its dignity.

With no perceptible trace of the vainglorious about him, rather with the offhand unaffectedness of natural regality, he seemed to accept the spontaneous homage of his shipmates.

He had no way of discerning the difference between true regality and a parody.

As I closed the door I caught a last glimpse of her through the round window, still sitting straight-backed and motionless with her hands folded in her lap: a queen in a fairy tale, left alone in her tower to mourn her lost, witch-stolen princess.

To me, Jungle Kitty is a frame of mind where you don't apologize for who you are. You're very ferocious, you're a free spirit, you're outgoing. You don't conform to labels. It's really that side of me... she's so regal and she's so royal.