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“Later that night, from the comfort of the big moss bed, Artorius gave Mattie’s shoulder a pat. 'I am so sorry about my family,' he said. 'Don’t worry. That’s what best friends are for.' '_Your_ mom was a lot nicer.' 'But she kicked you out, remember? All parents are pains.' 'I guess.” 'There’s just one thing I don’t understand.' Artorius blinked. '_One_ thing?' Mattie lowered her voice. 'With a family like that, how’d you come out normal?' 'Ever hear of therapy?”

“She decided at that moment that she wanted Gina for a friend... if Gina wasn't already a friend. She rather hoped that the Champion was. The more she thought about it, the more she hoped. Really, Gina had been very nice to someone that she'd had no real reason to like. After all, if it wasn't for Andie, where would she be now? 'On some other uncomfortable Quest?' Well, maybe. Or maybe still at the Chapter-House. And Andie was the one who had thrust herself on a reluctant Gina. The Champion had no reason to be happy about that. 'But she said herself that having me along made getting around the countryside easier.' Still, when it came right down to it, Andie had been an inconvenience. Yet Gina had never made things uncomfortable for Andie. And once she'd been revealed as being another girl- 'I'd really like her for a friend.' She looked around at the other young women clustered about the makeshift table, which looked as if someone had taken a slab of the fallen stone of the fortress walls and set it on four stumpy columns. Actually, someone probably had- that someone being one of the dragons. 'I'd like to have all of them for friends,' she found herself deciding in surprise. Uncommon trial and hardship, danger and uncertainty had brought them together, but they were making the most of it, and even seemed to be finding ways to enjoy themselves. They'd come to some sort of understanding, it seemed, because she honestly couldn't tell any differences of rank among them by the way they behaved toward one another.”

“If I could have one friend, just one in all the world, I know that I would not seek out a boy or pretty girl. The friend I’d dare to choose to stand by me each day would be a dragon fierce enough to scare the world away.”

“- Ime i prezime? - zapitala je gospođa knjižničarka pogleda uprtog u članske iskaznice. - Ja sam... - prošaptalo je makovo zrno. - Ja sam... Tomičin tata. - Tomičin tata! Tata budućeg pisca! - uskliknula je gospođa knjižničarka i podigla pogled. Joj, da! Gospođa knjižničarka podigla je pogled i sledila se. - Oh, čovječe! - rekla je i zaprepašteno prinijela ruku ustima. Ispred nje stajao je čovjek koji dugo, dugo, dugo nije čitao. Dvadeset godina, možda i više! To se sasvim lijepo moglo vidjeti. Pretjerano ozbiljno lice, bore između obrva, usnice izvijene prema dolje... Da, i taj pogled, bez zvijezda, taman i hladan kao polarna noć... - Oh, čovječe, kako se osjećate? - pitala je zabrinuto gospođa knjižničarka. - Loše - rekao je tata i uzdahnuo. - Da, da - kimnula je knjižničarka sućutno i poput liječnika postavila dijagnozu: - Imaginatio destructiva progressiva. - Što? - zgranuo se tata. - Bolestan sam!? Tata nije razumio latinski, ali je slutio da je u pitanju bolest. Na posljetku, latinski je mrtav jezik. - Poremećaj mašte zbog nedostatka vitamina - tužno je zaključila gospođa knjižničarka. - No možda nije tako strašno! - tješila je knjižničarka tatu. Treba obaviti i dodatne pretrage. Hajde, zaklopite oči i zamislite... zamislite... zmaja!”

“Erniedrigte Frauen funktionierten wie die Monsterkurve. Man knickte sie, knickte sie wieder, und sofort vervielfacht sich ihre Monstrosität, raumfüllend, selbstausweichend. Verlassene Frauen nahmen monströse Züge an. Verstoßene Frauen wurden zu Furien, zu Drachen, ein quasi natürlicher Prozess, der allerdings beinhaltete, dass diese Frauen auch schon zuvor als Drache respektive als Furie galten. Jeder wusste, dass es solchen Frauen nur recht geschah, man wunderte sich meist, dass es nicht früher dazu gekommen war, dass der Mann es überhaupt so lange ausgehalten hatte, kein Wunder, dass er nur noch wegwollte, volles Verständnis, zum Glück keine Kinder. Spürte sie denn etwas, das Wachsen von Hauern, von Hörnern, den triefenden Geifer, das schlangengleich kriechende, kringelnde Haar?”

“Everyone lied about the dinosaurs in the museums: to date they have misled us, or possibly they just do not know … but there you will find, in the corridors, or with loose bones collected - or assembled - remnants of dragons. Yes, many of them breathed fire and flew the skies, dragons were everywhere, and now, hidden in plain sight: those which we now call dinosaurs. Fossils, reptiles, serpents, exotic configurations, archived, displayed: a tangle of spine without the dressing, and, without the truth.”

“What I love about the Bible is that the story isn't over. There are still prophets in our midst. There are still dragons and beasts. It might not look like it, but the Resistance is winning. The light is breaking through. So listen to the weirdos. Listen to the voices crying from the wilderness. They are pointing us to a new King and a better kingdom.”

“Dragons and Afterlife .. I don't see any difference between both of them, we didn't see neither the dragons nor afterlife, we just heard about them and both of them are superstitions with no scientific or logical evidence .. But the only reason you believe in afterlife unlike dragons is that you've been taught to believe in it from your birthday. now if they taught you to believe in dragons and if it were mentioned in your Bible or your holy book you would have believed in it .. herein lies the danger of religions, you can believe something exists without any evidence .. and that's why you should only follow science and let go of your religious teachings”

“He taunted me, "Pony boy, pony boy," because I liked ponies. Pony boy. He always came to vent his anger of dragons on me. They must really like us. They hide behind their Wasp Queen and pretend to hate us dragons, but in truth they love us. Why else would they bother with fucking us? That sentence probably turned you off. Thing is, I'm a very vulgar boy. -Chance Karrucci (the Sweet Dragon)”

“Slowly the shapes around her took on form. Huge empty eyes stared at her hungrily through the gloom, and dimly she saw the jagged shadows of long teeth. She had lost the count. She closed her eyes and bit her lip and sent the fear away. When she looked again, the monsters would be gone. Would never have been. She pretended that Syrio was beside her in the dark, whispering in her ear. Calm as still water, she told herself. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. She opened her eyes again. The monsters were still there, but the fear was gone.”

“Braith turned and saw three of her cousins sunning themselves on boulders. Like lizards. Lizards in human form. “What are you doing?” Braith asked. “Enjoying the suns,” replied one. “It gives our scales a lovely bright hue,” said another. Braith blinked. “Except you’re all in your human form. So how does that help your scales?” They stared at her for several seconds before one stated, “You’re a bit of a know-it-all, aren’t you?” “How is that . . .” Braith shook her head. She wouldn’t go from arguing with one idiot to arguing with three.”

“- [ ] “Right, well. Cheryl from downstairs, it’s great to see your ankle is miraculously healed, but I’d like it if, in future, you wouldn’t invite my fiancé into your apartment with designs on getting him naked. He’s all too comfortable discarding his clothes, and I haven’t taught him about stranger danger yet. So if you wouldn’t mind backing the fuck off, I’d appreciate it.”

“Dragon..." Caleb snorted angrily. Lifting from the ground, he silently hovered. Why did he have to be so cool? "Can't you say anything else?" I bitched. "Not even a single apology for missing dinner!" Yes, I was pushing my luck. It's what I do. "Do it now!" He lunged, snarling in my face. His teeth were bigger than my thigh! "Or I fuck you like this!" Oh, hello—I mean, crap. Nudging me with his snout, Caleb pushed covered. Why did he have to be so cool? "Can't you say anything else?" I bitched. "Not even a single apology for missing dinner!" Yes, I was pushing my luck. It's what I do. "Do it now!" He lunged, snarling in my face. His teeth were bigger than my thigh! "Or I fuck you like this!" Oh, hello—I mean, crap.”

“Don't just stand there; comfort your wife!" Commanded by his entourage, the sleeves of his suit gripped by litle human ladies, he was presented to me. Caleb's reaction? Well, what would you expect of the fearless general? Yes, that's right, he pointed a finger at me in alarm. "Stop that!" he demanded. Boy, did that get a result. His little fandom glared in unison until his pointed finger turned to a gentle palm on my head. "Please," he murmured.”

“I get depressed with these fluffy dragons and noble elves. Elves were never noble. They were cruel bastards. And I dislike heroes. You can’t trust the buggers. They always let you down. I don’t believe in the natural nobility of kings, because a large percentage of them in our history have turned out to be power-crazed idiots. And I certainly don’t believe in the wisdom of wizards. I’ve worked with their modern equivalents, and I know what I’m talking about.”

“I smell?" "You smell..." He flicked a glance at Bo, who was growling. "You tell her then." Bo's jaw tightened, but he looked at her with a rawness on his face that completely undid her. "Like roses and sunshine. It makes them want to kill you or eat you or..." He cleared his throat, not needing to finish because she knew what he meant. "It's very enticing.”