mythology

I have fled from the wilderness fasting, with woe and unflagging travail,I have sought for the light on the mountain, and skirted the devilish dale. I have laid my mouth in the dust, and begged the Might to be kind,I have come to the feast, and I famish. Now grant me the Holy Grail.

I mean,_ he said, __hat by your own showing, the greatest threat to heaven comes from within the ranks of the angels themselves. Before you can prove to me that heroes can defeat villains with nothing but the purest chivalric ideals, you must convince me that heroes do exist, and that villains are not a fanciful tale for children. You must tell me, sir, if you dare, that you are incorruptible, and that your colleagues and commanders are as pure as you.

Perceval said to the Grail Knight: __ill you break a spear with me this day?_ He did not expect Galahad to look down on him from Lancelot__ immense height and say, gently, as if he knew it must disappoint, __ir, I cannot._ __o? Well, there are others to fight,_ said Perceval, trying not to show how vexed he felt to be denied the honour. __ot for any lack of love,_ Galahad added. __ut for the regard in which I hold you, Perceval of Wales.

But remember: what belongs to the sea will always return to the sea.--Nereid

What is the difference between a dream and its memory?

We were friends before._ Sort of. We never tried to kill each other.

Sleep my baby, rock-a-bye,On the edge you must not lie.Wolf the Fluffy roams astray,Will he grab you, drag away?Into Furthest Darkest Woods,Hide you under Willow roots?There birdies chirp and squeak,Will they let you fall asleep?

I turn back to Griffin. His expression is stony and unreadable, although if I had to take a wild guess, I__ say it was tending toward ominous.

Vila the White,Built a City up height,Not in the Heavens, not on the ground,But on the edge of a Cloud,Vila the White,Put defenses the bright:Gold defends the heights, Sun defends the gate,Moon defends the City when it's late,Vila the White,Stood with Sun at sight,Watching what comes from the bay,And saw Lightning and Thunder play,Vila the White,Wed her son on Moon at night,And gave her daughter to Gold, as bride,They have couple brothers, she's their brother's wife.

Secrets are dark things. They don__ exist in the light. Theyglow faintly in forgotten corners, in mysterious mind-nooks,in lost memory maps. Secrets are the shadows of the soul.

But what else are secrets for if not discovery? That is their nature. Only time stands between a mystery and its rightful master.

Sometimes you must slow down to see that the world isnt spinning, rather its your own mind which makes things turn

There are different kinds of love you experience in life. Loving someone differently doesn't mean loving a person less than you love someone else. Love is love.

It wasn't supposed to happen like this. I was supposed to free him. I was supposed to save him. I was supposed to save everyone.

It's about loving you so much that it makes me feel miserable and elated at the same time. It's about needing you so much that I feel like I can't breathe without you.

It was hope that brought me love.

Because I know you live on the hope of seeing a better tomorrow, unlike the skeptics who have nothing to live for today. I would rather die with hope, than to live without any hope at all.

He threw the knife at Karian__ face, deliberately catching his temple. __ons of Kings shouldn__ play with sharp toys.