Fairy Tale Quotes
As in most fairy tales, there's a prince and a princess, dragons and some magic, and the feeling it gives you that anything is possible if we could stay this way forever.
Once upon a time--which, when you come to think of it, is reallythe only proper way to begin a story--the only way that reallysmacks of romance and fairyland--
Magic isn’t something that can be explained: it simply is. It takes while it gives. So” – the spinner steps closer, his outstretched hand demanding – “I have given you magic, and now it must be paid.
Yeah, but what we need are some fighters who know how to take down a wolf. I know three.""If you are going to get the Pigs, you'll need backup. They're not to be trifled with.
The witch knew who had killed her and she snatched pieces of time, here and there, from the business of dying, to make her revenge.
He sunk his head down, looking like a defeated giant out of some fairy tale.
Thirty-two steps until Haley Tremaine entered hell. Thirty-two steps until she walked into the smell of alcohol and burned microwaveable meals, into a place where fear overwhelmed.
It's going to be a grand adventure and a fairy tale of marvels. But it's my fault that you'll find a dragon at the end, my darling knight.
The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you're made to believe the spell can never be broken.
The princess requests your princess at the Kronig. She says…” Bendsten paused, a smile curling his normally taciturn expression into one of humor. “One kidnapping deserves another.
Rain turned to ice, and lightning splintered, it splicedthe black sky, it seeped a bright white.All animals they fled, from the sky as it bled, pale death that fell veiling the night.
The Bane...where coxswain's dirtand seaman's shirtsbrushed bawdily upon her chest...
His hands wrapped around her upper arms, holding her gently. "You are even more beautiful when you dance.
And everyone lived happily, thought maybe not completely honestly, ever after. The End.
You think her innocent/ Your little lost girl/ Caped in Inquisition red/ Yet when she leads you hunting Hyde/ Mind don't slay Jekyll in his stead
Home is a fairy tale, the kind where children are lost in the woods, found, cooked and eaten.
That is what love is. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making, over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.
We build our understanding of the emotional world through the myths and legends of our culture. We are all, in part, made of fairy tales.
Quite often you drive me mad, but more often I'm just mad about you. And that darling, that's the best love there is.
Now that I think about it, this might all have been inevitable. The reason we all ended up here, the reason I couldn't leave her alone...it all had to be a ridiculous fairy tale.
It was your personality that consumed me. You became my favorite. My favorite of them all…
You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.
I'll not be lyin' if I tell ya that I fancy ya a bit myself." "The fancy feelings are mutual." A grin curved her lips right before Declan pressed a kiss to them.
Me father always said if ya can find a lass who's brilliant in the kitchen and in the bed ya best not let her go.
Are ya tryin' to kill me, Maggie?" Declan bit the words out and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. "Are ya wantin' to see a grown man beg?
You are brave and strong and good, noble and kind. I love you and I think you're...
It's a never ending dream for everyone it seems, to find again what was once precious and has been lost.
Dear Grimm, we’re not in Emerald anymore.” I started to hyperventilate.Rexi remained sprawled on her back. She barely opened an eye at my hysterics. “Duh.