Legend Quotes
You can't always rely on taking the pain. You need to learn to avoid it.
The world will never know you because you did not drain all your potentials to the last drop
When people starts to enjoy a writer's pen, he becomes a legend even if his stories are neither long nor publicly surrounded by expectations.
Sunshine, if I ever disappear, please tell people that I ran after the Devil, trying to get my soul back.
The stories that grow up around a king are strong vines with a fierce grip.
I set about seeking a thread, a theme, a style, in the realm of legend. Something that might allow me to give free rein to my juvenile sense of romanticism and the beautiful image.
So, how close are love and genius, really? We know that they are both mentioned far more than lived.
He felt in his heart cruelty and cowardice, the things which made him brave and kind.
Fantasy, myth, legend, truth - all are intertwined in the story that is Scotland.
Blanchefleur felt a quick rush of affection for her. When the world frowned, Branwen went on smiling. There was a heart of steel under all that froth and bubble.
Oh, Perceval, a falcon is born to hunt, and so are you. One day you will hunt indeed--but not yet." "Why? Am I not ready?"She looked at him sadly and said, "Give me a little longer.
All life is bound to a simple truth... that time goes on, that in each person's life begins a tale, a tale that will either end in memory or in legend.
My greatest fear is time wasted—a life spent. My greatest fear is passing away from this world without leaving a lasting impact.
A time will come in your life, William, where your faith will be tested... and you must stay faithful to the word and vision that the All-Father has given to you.
It is you I foreknew and have predestined for such a time as this. Just as My heart has so eagerly chosen you, William Ore, you must also choose me.
Men started praying to you, begging for a taste. That legend of yours spiraled out of control. You gave the people hope. They were told you were all they ever needed.
As long as they talk about you, you're not really dead, as long as they speak your name, you continue. A legend doesn't die, just because the man dies.
The seed of an urban legend find fertile soil at the corner of tragedy and imagination.
Victory is in our hands! It's time for our legends to begin! Don't tremble, and don't you dare cry! Come on, show some energy!
Your inability to do what you are noted for doing is a critical step to wading off your past glories of excellence!
Your music hurts, the way sunshine hurts when you’ve existed for a long time in darkness.
Well, we're originally from Glace Bay."Grandma Elsie's eyes glittered. She was looking at one of her own, a lost Cape Bretoner in need of help and offering a new story. "Tell me all about it, dear.
I am like a ruined piece of parchment scrawled over and over again with your name, so many times it has become illegible.
So much for a great opening speech, that sucker done tucked tail and is hiding in the deepest part of my brain, sucking its thumb.
There are storm clouds before the storm, there are the living before the dead. I need a figurehead, a banner bearer who will announce my arrival to the world.
I love writing and can't imagine not being able to do it. I want an easy life and if it had been difficult doing it I wouldn't be doing it. I do admire writers who do it even though it costs them.
Youth is the most suitable age to enjoy the life completely or to work diligently for the life, what you decide makes your rest of the life ordinary or legendary respectively.
What's the point of keeping in touch with the girl you're crazy about, when you're dying?
(Marlowe's) Faustus stubbornly reverts to his atheistic beliefs and continues his elementary pagan re-education ~ the inferno to him is a 'place' invented by men.
You are the first of your kind. Books will be written about you. Be the legend you are meant to be. - Astral
She is a figure of legend and fairy tale, one to be taken seriously, or she might knock you off your feet with a quick whirl of the staff she carries everywhere.
Tell me a legend, ” he said out of nowhere, and he realised they were making stories of each other, or themselves.
It was generally believed, said Theophilus, that Orpheus learned his music from the birds. His small voice, piping after theirs, filled with all the secret stories of the earth.
