Best 242 of Dragon quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 20 Sep

Sully Tarnish

When I look at my bookcase and see the books upon the shelves, I think to myself, There is a God.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Dragons do not count,” the Magika said. And that was the problem, wasn’t it? Because Dragons did count and anyone who thought otherwise was deeply flawed and completely untrustworthy.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Of course, it will be me. That’s who everyone else is voting for. I’ve decided not to make anyone else feel the way I do, with my name on the paper.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Kathy Cyr

Max, you cannot stay in the background forever. It is time to stand out in front. You have all that you need.” Analea

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Maybe it’s time you explained yourself, Dark Prince,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “If I’m going to keep your secrets then I think it’s time that you shared them with me.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Lynne Ewing

She took down the framed manuscript from the kitchen wall. It was Kendra's prized possession, and part of her felt guilty for what she planned, but it had to be done. She carefully removed the parchment from its frame, then searched through the piles of translations and notes on the kitchen table. Finally she found the Secret Scroll on the chair where Kendra had been the night before. She carried both manuscripts upstairs and set them on her desk. Next she gathered paints and brushes and sat down. She studied the artwork on the Secret Scroll, then slowly began copying its rich patterns of gold, red, and blue onto Kendra's old manuscript. It was late afternoon when she finished. She studied her work. She had managed to copy the exotic birds and animals hidden in the foliage on the borders, and even the detailed picture of the goddess locking the jaws of hell. Her work was rough, but at a distance it would fool Toby or any of the Regulators, especially since they were afraid to touch it. Satisfied, she went to her closet. She searched through her clothes until she found the strapless top with the slit in the front. She slipped it over her head, then grabbed a silky black skirt and stepped into it. She carried her stiletto boots to the bed and tugged them on. At last she drew black liquid eyeliner over her top lid, added green glitter shadow, rolled thick mascara on her lashes, and brushed her hair. She added gloss to her lips and rubbed sparkle lotion over her arms and chest. Then she remembered the dragon stencils. Soon, she had a sinuous dragon adorning her thigh between the bottom of her skirt and the top of her boots. She liked the look. She turned in front of the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door. "Dynamite," she whispered. Her reflection thrilled her. She looked vamped-out and mystical. At once, she sensed the fierce power of the dragon rising in her. She felt like an invincible goddess-warrior.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Joss Stirling

How touching. I think I'm gonna throw up.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Se Zbasnik

Damsels were women unable to do anything more complicated than get themselves captured by overgrown lizards with virgin fetishes.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Alpha Four

You must practice until you see everything about the entire conflict: the location of the fight, your opponents mind, body and spirit.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Shiloh Walker

My name. I have a name, and it’s not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess’s dragon. I am Eilrah, a man who wants you,” he growled against her lips. “But you aren’t a man. You only take this form when you feel like it,” she replied coolly, turning her face aside.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

And then, as if they were one person, Savette and Rakturan opened their eyes.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Raani York

Not every winged Creature is considered a bird or a bat. Some wings are made of magic. - Raani York – 2013 -

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

It was hard to choose between good and best.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Patrick Hegarty

Even in the darkest of times, there is always hope. But sometimes fear clouds our vision. Sometimes our strength gives out. And yet sometimes, when all seems lost, a light shines through the darkness, and we are reminded that even the smallest amount of courage can turn the tides of war. " -Ignitus, The Legend of Spyro: A new Beginning

By Anonym 17 Sep

William Ritter

Oh no. He looks half-dead." Charlie's face paled as he eyed the trapper's wrist and the blood-soaked bandages. "Indeed." Jackaby nodded. "And if we don't get him some proper attention soon, he'll be all dead.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Melika Dannese Lux

He blinked in surprise and was even more startled when the dragon mimicked the action, but did so sideways. A clear membrane coated its eye, then drew back to reveal hues infinitely more searing than before—so vibrant it was painful for Roger to look into them. Orange pulsating like a lava flow, yellow glistening brighter than a city made of gold, green flashing like St. Elmo’s fire. All these colors danced not a foot in front of Roger’s face, flickering within that gigantic orb...

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jack Campbell

How many dragons does a girl have to slay to get some respect around here?

By Anonym 16 Sep

S. R. Ford

Enoch could respond with nothing more than a simple gesture in the orbs' direction. His brain was frozen. He could not think or speak, but the voiceless answer roused Fallon instantly. When he followed Enoch's gaze, a silent curse passed over his lips and then, "We're in big trouble.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Alpha Four

Only a fool would call a desert a lake, and expect it to change the amount of water.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sully Tarnish

Books are the only things worth stealing.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Are you seeing strange visions, diviner?” he cooed. “They are not real except to you. Calm your heart, let your breath flow free. You are safe with me, pale bird. Do not fly away.” His tone was so gentle that it almost calmed me, too.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

I wondered if there were sheep here to feed them. Horses make a great substitute. I hoped he was joking. I’m not. He really did push jokes too far!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kyoko M.

His booted feet pounded out an insane, frantic rhythm underneath him as he raced into the cavern across from Baba Yaga’s den at a dead sprint. Pieces of dragon dung flew off him and hit the ground behind him in miniature chunks. He didn’t dare look behind him to see if the dragon had risen from the ground yet, but the deafening hiss that assaulted his ears meant she’d woken up. Icy claws of fear squeezed his heart with every breath as he ran, relying on the night vision goggles, the glimpse he’d gotten of the map, and his own instincts to figure out where to go. Jack raced around one corner too sharply and slipped on a piece of dung, crashing hard on his right side. He gasped as it knocked the wind out of him and gritted his teeth, his mind screaming at him to get up and run, run, run. He pushed onto his knees, nursing what felt like bruised ribs and a sprained wrist, and then paled as an unmistakable sensation traveled up the arm he’d used to push himself up. Impact tremors. Boom. Boom. Boom, boom, boom. Baba Yaga was coming. Baba Yaga was hunting him. Jack forced himself up onto his feet again, stumbling backwards and fumbling for the tracker. He got it switched on to see an ominous blob approaching from the right. He’d gotten a good lead on her—maybe a few hundred yards—but he had no way of knowing if he’d eventually run into a dead end. He couldn’t hide down here forever. He needed to get topside to join the others so they could take her down. Jack blocked out the rising crescendo of Baba Yaga’s hissing and pictured the map again. A mile up to the right had a man-made exit that spilled back up to the forest. The only problem was that it was a long passage. If Baba Yaga followed, there was a good chance she could catch up and roast him like a marshmallow. He could try to lose her in the twists and turns of the cave system, but there was a good chance he’d get lost, and Baba Yaga’s superior senses meant it would only be a matter of time before she found him. It came back to the most basic survival tactics: run or hide. Jack switched off the tracker and stuck it in his pocket, his voice ragged and shaking, but solid. “You aren’t about to die in this forest, Jackson. Move your ass.” He barreled forward into the passageway to the right in the wake of Baba Yaga’s ominous, bubbling warning, barely suppressing a groan as a spike of pain lanced through his chest from his bruised ribs. The adrenaline would only hold for so long. He could make it about halfway there before it ran out. Cold sweat plastered the mask to his face and ran down into his eyes. The tunnel stretched onward forever before him. No sunlight in sight. Had he been wrong? Jack ripped off the hood and cold air slapped his face, making his eyes water. He held his hands out to make sure he wouldn’t bounce off one of the cavern walls and squinted up ahead as he turned the corner into the straightaway. There, faintly, he could see the pale glow of the exit. Gasping for air, he collapsed against one wall and tried to catch his breath before the final marathon. He had to have put some amount of distance between himself and the dragon by now. “Who knows?” Jack panted. “Maybe she got annoyed and turned around.” An earth-shattering roar rocked the very walls of the cavern. Jack paled. Boom, boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom, boomboomboomboom— Mother of God. The dragon had broken into a run. Jack shoved himself away from the wall, lowered his head, and ran as fast as his legs would carry him.

By Anonym 17 Sep

April C Royer

Morgan gazed at the intricate and brilliantly colored images of dragons on her hands. They were nearly three-dimensional in appearance and perfect in every detail. Her left palm had a dark red infant, still curled in the confines of its shell, twitching and shimmying around as if ready to hatch. Her right hand had a cobalt blue adult centered in her palm with its tail trailing down her wrist. The adult dragon...bowed to her and gave its wings a little flourish. She twitched and smiled at the tickle it caused. [Morgan] used a finger to gently stroke the hatchling on her left hand. it reacted to her touch as if alive.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Donna Grant

Love is like walking a tightrope thirty thousand feet in the air. It's bloody terrifying. And it's amazing.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Shouldn’t a position as important as guarding a gate be for someone older? Shouldn’t a job as important as delivering the Dominar’s messages be for someone older? Ouch.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Charles De Leusse

The dragon spits fire, what extinguishes its tears. When we live in rancor, we are born to be old. (Le dragon crache du feu, - Ce qui éteint ses larmes. - Quand on vit de rancune, - On naît pour être vieux.)

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

He smiled at me, but there was something hidden behind his eyes, like he was lying before he even spoke a word.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kore Yamazaki

Has what you dread ever happened to you?" "N-no." "Then stop fearing that you might trip and tumble up into the sky. That's called "borrowing trouble." - Nevin

By Anonym 16 Sep

Lovisa Wistrand

Du kan inte beordra en drake till någonting.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kathy Cyr

Hurry up, Hodgeyboy! You run like a fat badger after Sunday tea." Mibbitwiss

By Anonym 16 Sep

Heather Heffner

I clung tightly to Kwan’s mane as he propelled his great serpent body through the cloud banks. The cockatrice’s big green head dipped under the clouds, and I spotted an emerald island below, with dramatic peaks jutting up from the jungle. I asked the great cockatrice for the name of the isle, but he only laughed at me, saying that names changed faster than a century’s wind. That didn’t seem very fast to me, but I took his word for it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Talismanist Giebra

First, break free; then break through. Dragons love to fly at the expanding edge of your world.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Patricia C. Wrede

NONE OF THIS NONSENSE, PLEASE

By Anonym 17 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Maybe you misunderstood.” “Maybe you have more enemies than you think.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

I don’t like gratitude so don’t thank me. An apprentice shouldn’t like her master. She should feel terror at his presence.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

What a strange time we lived in where tragedy and uncertainty swept up common people like me and the most uncommon person in the world in the same moment. Tragedy and uncertainty are both things of which no one is immune. Not even dragons.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

But I love you. And Ahlskibi loves Leng. We do not serve you as other dragons serve their riders. We chose you for friendship and with that comes love and loyalty.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Sully Tarnish

When I look at my bookcase and see one book after the other upon its shelves, I think to myself, There is a God.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Julie Kagawa

I couldn’t,” he finally whispered. “You were the one who taught me to live, to take chances. For a while, I convinced myself that we were too different, and that it was better to let you go. But now, I’ve come to the realization that my life is probably going to be very short. And I want to spend it doing something that matters. With someone that matters. I don’t want to regret that I gave up without a fight.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Kathryn Fogleman

He looked back at Keegan and waved his hand dismissively. “We shall meet again, young Keegan. Though not as soon as you think.” He turned away and again began to shuffle down the street. “However, it will be sooner than you would like!” And with those final words, he continued to chuckle to himself until he disappeared into the darkness of the tiny street, leaving Keegan and Ardor standing alone in the middle of the tiny town square.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Alpha Four

Once metal hits metal and battle begins no one wishes they had practiced less!

By Anonym 16 Sep

Lovisa Wistrand

En drake ger inga andra chanser.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jamie Carie

Then I think-" she paused, and he could see her battle sudden tears of her own- "that I am ready to love the dragon again." He shook his head. "No... no more dragons, I promise." She cupped his face in between her hands. "Oh Drake, do you not see? You will always have a little of the dragon in you, and you should. It will aid you in your mission to change some of the atrocities of our world. And what lies between you and me... it no longer matters. For you see, dragon or no, I have become a knight." She smiled through her tears. "Your petit chevalier, in truth. I first protected the dragon, but God has tamed him. And I have always loved him. So breathe on, and make your fire. For I am not afraid." They cried together then, staring into each other's eyes. It was the end of one thing and the beginning of another. And Drake had no doubt. The love between them had been tested, purified by God's fire, even as the smith refines his silver. And now... it was ready to be poured forth, molded into their story.

By Anonym 16 Sep

C. N. Faust

I can taste fear, and lies, on a man's skin, Cavrax." The Master Priest whispered, watching the large pulse on the cleric's neck beat like a caged thing begging for release. "You're lying to me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

It would be so much easier if I could just be a student instead of always a pawn in a bigger game – and I had no illusions. I was no center of the storm. I was no rook or bishop. I was a pawn and nothing more.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sarah K. L. Wilson

Comparisons get you nowhere. They only make you ashamed of what you should be grateful for.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Julia Suzuki

I told you it would be difficult! If I were you I would just not bother trying these tasks! They are great challenges, clearly too great for you.” said Guya, but there was a certain sparkle in his eye as he said it. “I shall complete your tasks, ” said Yoshiko firmly. “And I’ll be back sooner than you think!” With that he spread his wings to head for Fire School. “Oh and one more thing Guya” Yoshiko added. Perhaps when I return you will be so kind as to stop calling me a little dragon!” As Yoshiko flew off Guya chuckled to himself.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Sully Tarnish

When I look at my bookcase and see one book after the other lined up upon its shelves I think to myself, There is a God.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Deborah Blake

The taxi driver dropped them off back at the Wabasha Street Caves and drove off clutching a huge tip and muttering under his breath about dog drool on his upholstery. In return, Chudo-Yudo muttered something about taxi drivers tasting good with ketchup.