Mythological Beings Quotes

On the tawny sands and shelves trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.

Asleep in lap of legends old.

It's easier to believe in aliens than in gods.

I will deny I ever said this, of course, but the gods need heroes. They always have. Otherwise we would not keep you annoying little brats around." I feel so wanted. Thanks.

Of all the minor creatures of mythology, fairies are the most beautiful, the most numerous, the most memorable.

I'm not so much a dragon slayer, more a dragon annoyer -- I'm a dragon irritater.

[Tyson] looked him over with that massive baby-brown eye. “You are not dead. I like it when you are not dead.” Ella fluttered to the ground and began preening her feathers. “Ella found a dog,” she announced. “A large dog. And a Cyclops.” Was she blushing? Before Percy could decide, his black mastiff pounced on him, knocking Percy to the ground and barking so loudly that even Arion backed up. “Hey, Mrs. O'Leary,” Percy said. “Yeah, I love you, too, girl. Good dog.” Hazel squeaked. “You have a hellhound named Mrs. O'Leary?” “Long story.

I still don't understand what a sea god would be doing in Atlanta." Leo snorted. "What's a wine god doing in Kansas? Gods are weird.

Besides, if there were no dragons of flesh and blood and fire, whence would come the idea for these stone carvings?

Unicorns," I said. "Very dangerous. You go first.

We no longer believe in fairy tales. But we will learn to believe in monsters

Gods are called many by the error of some who worshipped many deities, thinking as they did the planets and other stars were gods, and also the separate parts of the world.

The Fomorians skittered backward, away from me, looking justifiably confused. I mean, really, how many human women actually run to them? And I was a human woman covered in swamp yuck, with wild red hair sticking out in matted hunks and arms flailing like a demented Bride of Frankenstein. I'd run from me.

CENTAUR, n. One of a race of persons who lived before the division of labor had been carried to such a pitch of differentiation, and who followed the primitive economic maxim, "Every man his own horse."

We were talking of DRAGONS, Tolkien and I In a Berkshire bar. The big workman Who had sat silent and sucked his pipe All the evening, from his empty mug With gleaming eye glanced towards us: "I seen 'em myself!" he said fiercely.

Lovers have lived so long with giants and elves, they won't believe again in their own size.

Irish mythology is gorgeous, and so are the fairies, but they are very misrepresented in the U.K. They are not little creatures with wings.

If it involved giants on any level, as a kid I was really wrapped up in that.

Mermaids are just the most whimsical, mystical creatures of all time.

Fairy tales and myths are forms of cultural storage for the natural history of life.

And sing to those that hold the vital shears; And turn the adamantine spindle round, On which the fate of gods and men is wound.

I know about various fictional and folkloric vampire mythoses the way other people know about the personal life of celebrities.

A few months ago you assassinated a man who called himself a god; now you're going after a goddess in truth. Unless you can figure out a way to kill continents, after this you're going to have to retire.

...every study of the gods, of everyone's gods, is a revelation of vengeance towards the innocent.

Those giants of old, the ancient Rishis, who never walked but strode, of whom if you were to think but for a moment you would shrivel up into a moth, they sir, had time-and you have no time!