Quotes About Dragon

Dark vaild Cotytto, t' whom the secret flame Of mid-night Torches burns; mysterious Dame That ne're art call'd, but when the Dragon woom Of Stygian darknes spets her thickest gloom, And makes one blot of all the ayr

Like Trush, Sheriff Gorunov is a born Alpha, a handsome, fire-breathing dragon of a man who smokes with an alarming vigor: cigarette clamped between his canines at the point where filter and tobacco meet, the act of inhaling fully integrated into breath and speech such that there is no discernible pause, only billowing smoke that seems to be a natural by-product of a voice that booms even in the confines of his quiet kitchen.

Once upon a time, the girl locked in the tower fell in love with the dragon...

I've never known fear; as a youth I fought/ In endless battles. I am old, now,/ But I will fight again, seek fame still,/ If the dragon hiding in his tower dares/ To face me

The Fairy Queen has sent you to do brave deeds in this world. That High City that you see is in another world. Before you climb the path to it and hang your shield on its wall, go down into the valley and fight the dragon that you were sent to fight.

my dragon? save anybody? you must have have him confused with someone else- Smaug perhaps?...

ignition! blast off!!! the vessel needs a new name! something more appropriate to a starship. apollo? gemini? enterprise. already taken. millennium falcon. trademarked. all rights reserved. no! wait, i have it! dragin star! thats it! dragon star!

The Devil had granted my wish to watch him sleep, but granted it in his usual cruel fashion, making a pain of a pleasure. Yet pleasure there was. I still desired to watch over him, be his dragon against Botts.

O to be a dragon,a symbol of the power of Heaven—of silkwormsize or immense; at times invisible.Felicitous phenomenon!

The dragon within my heart stirred, shifting her wings, as if remembering they could be used to fly.

Its Scaled hide was dull brown That fitted in well with our surrounding, and its eyes a disturbing crimson. The low slung body featured powerful legs ending in scythelike claws anda long, flexible tail that moved hypnotically back and forth, like a cat's. Just behind its shoulders a pair of vestigial wings shifted and settled.

I marked the extraordinary lightness of the thing. It was necessary; the weight of an ordinary bone would never have allowed something so large as a dragon to fly.

Stress is an important dragon to slay - or at least tame - in your life.

We're our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.

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

His bite will be cruel, but his tongue cunning, His breath seductive, but his grip deadly. The Dragon knows only hunger, never sated, Only thirst, never quenched. —Song of Venda

From the seed of the thief The Dragon will rise, the gluttonous one, feeding on the blood of babes, Drinking the tears of mothers. —Song of Venda

Gather close, my brothers and sisters. We have touched the stars, And the dust of possibility is ours. But the work is never over. Time circles. Repeats. We must ever be watchful. Though the Dragon rests for now, He will wake again And roam the earth, His belly ripe with hunger. And so shall it be, For evermore.

Il problema è che offro più di quanto ho. Sono il più stupido dei draghi. Quello che sputa scintille e si brucia le ali.

Chase's was a junkie's banking strategy, shooting speed in the morning and spending all day foraging for the cash to dope down at night, an endless quest to chase the debt dragon.

The myth of the dragon is a very peculiar one, precisely because it is a truly global myth. Giant serpents appear in mythologies from all over the world: China, Scandinavia, Greece, Persia, Germany, Central America, the United Kingdom, even Africa. There is no discernible reason for this. How could the myth of a large serpentine creature be so consistent across the ancient world? From: Dragons in History by Eleanor Lock (Border Press, London, 1999)

It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him. —J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (George Allen & Unwin Ltd, London, 1937)

Penn cautiously reached out and touched the dragon's scales. She had expected them to be hot but they were curiously cool. But he was real. He was an actual, live dragon and right in this very moment she could feel his leathery scales under her hand and the power of twin hearts beating in his chest. Penn felt something in her mind slipping – adjusting and rearranging to make room for the previously impossible. The Wintrish Girl

What else could we call it and our new palace but Dragon's Rest?