He is born again! I feel him! The Dragon takes his first breath on the slope of Dragonmount! He is coming! He is coming! Light help us! Light help the world! He lies in the snow and cries like the thunder! He burns like the sun!
Secret Instructions for Reaching Xanadu: Go eastward from the Bewildered-Dragon Lake Until you see the Monastery of the West Tower straight and high above your head. Then take Those charms which, as I told you, in the breast Of your most inner robe you have hidden, and follow Their clear instruction.
GO FOR HIS EYES! OR BITE HIM ON THE NOSE! DRAGON NOSES ARE VERY SENSITIVE!" Oh, very helpful, Camicazi, very helpful. . . thought Hiccup. What if he doesn't obligingly hold me up to his nose? What if the only part I get close to is the TEETH?
The zazen I speak of is not learning meditation. It is simply the Dharma gate of repose and bliss, the practice-realization of totally culminated enlightenment. It is the manifestation of ultimate reality. Traps and snares can never reach it. Once its heart is grasped, you are like the dragon when he gains the water, like the tiger when she enters the mountain. For you must know that just there (in zazen) the right Dharma is manifesting itself and that, from the first, dullness and distraction are struck aside.
All hail the dragon slayer!" (Bones)
Dragons old and young, true and false, bright and dark. And you. A small man with a big shadow, snarling in the midst of all.
He was not a modest man. Contemplating suicide, he summoned a dragon. ' Gothos' Folly
Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.
If a dragon has already transferred their consciousness to their heart of hearts, then they will die a true death.
What do you know about dragons?” “They're big, scaly, four-legged creatures with wings who terrorized small villages until a virgin was offered up as a sacrifice. ” His grinned again. “I do miss the virgins.
Either dragons should exist completely or fail to exist at all, he felt. A dragon only half-existing was worse than the extremes.
I wish we had a sign that this flaming dragon is part of an attack or something. Those dung heaps might think it’s just one of their own monsters enjoying the sunrise.
One night, in his cups, he drank a jar of wildfire, after telling his friends it would transform him into a dragon, but the gods were kind and it transformed him into a corpse.
As a little girl, I didn't like stories about little girls. I liked stories about dragons and beasts and princes and princesses and fear and terror and the Four Musketeers and almost anything other than nice little girls making moral decisions about whether to tell the teacher about what the other little girl did or did not do.
If you don't believe in dragons, It is curiously true That the dragons you disparage Choose to not believe in you.
Speaking of things that'll make your head explode, "Dragon: The Bruce Lee Story" finally made it to the drive-in
Love always wakes the dragon and suddenly flames everywhere.
The hunger of a dragon is slow to wake, but hard to sate.
I've always been a gamer. I play a version of Dungeons & Dragons.
Woman?” She chuckled. “Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man. ” Dany met his stare. “I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the Unburnt, Mother of Dragons, khaleesi to Drogo’s riders, and queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.