Mythological Creatures Quotes

“Demisexual?” Her face, that beautiful face, remains unchanged. Doesn’t shift to
incredulity or boredom. Just understanding. Beautiful understanding and acceptance. “I
know. I won’t press you into anything you don’t want. I love you, Lili. All of you and all
of how you think and live and breathe. Demisexual just means loving differently, and
there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s your everything I love. Not bits and pieces.”

“My everything?”

She nuzzles her forehead beneath my chin. “Yes, your everything. Silly siren.”
― Sophie Whit, Catch Lili Too

“It’s time to be the person you were meant to be, Cat. You don’t just have to make decisions and stand by them now. You have to live with them.”
― Amanda Bouchet, Breath of Fire

“Then Bacchus and Silenus and the Maenads began a dance, far wilder than the dance of the trees; not merely a dance of fun and beauty (though it was that too) but a magic dance of plenty, and where their hands touched, and where their feet fell, the feast came into existence- sides of roasted meat that filled the grove with delicious smells, and wheaten cakes and oaten cakes, honey and many-colored sugars and cream as thick as porridge and as smooth as still water, peaches, nectarines, pomegranates, pears, grapes, straw-berries, raspberries- pyramids and cataracts of fruit. Then, in great wooden cups and bowls and mazers, wreathed with ivy, came the wines; dark, thick ones like syrups of mulberry juice, and clear red ones like red jellies liquefied, and yellow wines and green wines and yellow-green and greenish-yellow.
But for the tree people different fare was provided. When Lucy saw Clodsley Shovel and his moles scuffling up the turf in various places (when Bacchus had pointed out to them) and realized that the trees were going to eat earth it gave her rather a shudder. But when she saw the earths that were actually brought to them she felt quite different. They began with a rich brown loam that looked almost exactly like chocolate; so like chocolate, in fact, that Edmund tried a piece of it, but he did not find it all nice. When the rich loam had taken the edge off their hunger, the trees turned to an earth of the kind you see in Somerset, which is almost pink. They said it was lighter and sweeter. At the cheese stage they had a chalky soil, and then went on to delicate confections of the finest gravels powdered with choice silver sand. They drank very little wine, and it made the Hollies very talkative: for the most part they quenched their thirst with deep draughts of mingled dew and rain, flavored with forest flowers and the airy taste of the thinnest clouds.”
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian

“I visited towns and fortresses. I looked for proclamations nailed to posts at the crossroads. I looked for the words ‘Witcher urgently needed.’ And then there’d be a sacred site, a dungeon, necropolis or ruins, forest ravine or grotto hidden in the mountains, full of bones and stinking carcasses. Some creature which lived to kill, out of hunger, for pleasure, or invoked by some sick will. A manticore, wyvern, fogler, aeschna, ilyocoris, chimera, leshy, vampire, ghoul, graveir, werewolf, giant scorpion, striga, black annis, kikimora, vypper… so many I’ve killed. There’d be a dance in the dark and a slash of the sword, and fear and distaste in the eyes of my employer afterward.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, The Last Wish

“I huff. Sort of. “Well, would Your Logicalness care to take me to breakfast and tell me about his plans?”
… “Would your Nakedness care to get dressed first?” he asks.”
― Amanda Bouchet, Breath of Fire

“The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.”
― Zane Zubin, FARLEY STREET: A Supernatural Adventure of Self-Discovery, Cosmic Battles, and Paranormal Romance

“You will know them by their beauty / Their otherworldly grace / And their amber eyes…”      — Yakshashastra, Or the Yaksha Texts”
― Sudha Kuruganti, Bloom

“I can't remember [how old I am], but I'm pretty sure I'm a Scorpio.”
― Stephanie A. Gillis, Memory of the Hoopoe

“Deeply rooted in Celtic tradition, folklore, and mythology, fairies occupy a unique space within the realm of mythical creatures. Unlike iconic horror figures like vampires, werewolves, and zombies, fairies aren’t typically categorized as outright malevolent beings. In fact, their nature is multifaceted, as they are just as likely to grant wishes and bestow blessings as they are to mete out malicious retribution.”
― C.S.R. Calloway, Horror Historia Violet: 31 Essential Faerie Tales and 4 Mystical Poems

“You are young, Wrath, a Veiled Death elder said. I feel the need to help you...once.”
― Erika Leigh Agnew, The Besieged Unicorn Army of Ryk: Book 2: Prequel to Dragonsown

“What is death if not a game? Wrath asked.”
― Erika Leigh Agnew, The Besieged Unicorn Army of Ryk: Book 2: Prequel to Dragonsown