Discover the most popular and inspiring quotes and sayings on the topic of Elvenking. Share them with your friends on social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, or your personal blogs, and let the world be inspired by their powerful messages. Here are the Top 100 Elvenking Quotes And Sayings by 73 Authors including J.r.r. Tolkien,R.j. Larson,Nicole Sager,Anonymous,C.l. Werner for you to enjoy and share.
Marrer of Middle-earth, would that I might see you face to face, and mar you as my lord Fingolfin did!
Biting his lip, blinking against fresh tears, Kien smoothed Ela's dark tangled hair, then dared another look at her face. So serene. Beautiful beneath the dried trails of blood. What had she suffered? Brave little prophet.
He whispered, "I love you!" Always.
Obvious, Elbert.
Elantris (Sanderson, Brandon) - Your Highlight on page 74 | Location 1453-1453 | Added on Thursday, March 20, 2014 1:19:01 AM You will find that hate can unify people more quickly and more fervently than devotion ever could.
The skaven will not prevail! Here they will be broken, shattered upon our steel! They fight for domination, to sate their greed. We fight for our homes, for our families, for those we would keep safe from the horrors of Old Night. It is our cause that is just; it is our fight that is righteous!
The tales of Elfland do not stand or fall on their actuality but on their truthfulness, their speaking to the human condition, the longings we all have for the Faerie Other.
Glowering like a dwarven god of vengeance.
When tears spring to his eyes, I know the king's heart, no matter how small or cold, has been broken. He loves Maven, in his own way. But it's too late for that.
THE KING IN THE NORTH!
Vig used to call me 'Elf boy', and I'd call him 'filthy human'. As an Elf, I never got a scratch on me, never got dirty. And Vig would come out with blood and sweat all over him. And he'd say to me, 'Oh, go manicure your nails.'
Elves are wondrous fair to look upon.
I'd have described myself as a Tolkien reader before this, but now I'd describe myself as a Tolkien geek.
Nordlings. The men before men, creatures of great power and incredible cruelty.
Night's darkness cloaked Elske, covering her as the winter snows cover mountains, from peak to foot. Elske moved with the weight of darkness on her shoulders, on her head; and she tasted it in her mouth like the flavorless rills that ran so fast in spring melts.
Akthent on thee latht thyllable.
I name you Elf-friend; and may the stars shine upon the end of your road!
If the elf-king had a weakness it was for treasure, especially for silver and white gems; and though his hoard was rich, he was ever eager for more, since he had not yet as great a treasure as other elf-lords of old.
Ever will some new evil be hatched in Angband beyond the guess of Elves and Men,
I'm so ready.
I am Mink. Hear me roar.
In those days the Great Enemy, of whom Sauron of Mordor was but a servant, dwelt in Angband in the North, and the Elves of the West coming back to Middle-earth made war upon him to regain the Silmarils which he had stolen; and the fathers of Men aided the Elves.
Nonsense. It's elves!
Middle-earth, in other words, is a hauntingly luminous mirror image of our world. For we know that the world in which we live is a perilous place, a place where good and bad, light and dark, innocence and horror, glory and depravity march side by side and sleep back-to-back.
You know nothing John Snow
the wildling Ygritte
Keep treating me like a damn dog, Cush, and I'll bite you .. - Elora
There is something of the freshness of mind, of the lightness of spirit in Linne which for centuries has been linked in people's minds with the mountains of Sweden and Swedish joy in nature.
Eloquence is an engine invented to manage and wield at will the fierce democracy, and, like medicine to the sick, is only employed in the paroxysms of a disordered state.
Its the shingaling, baby!
Ah, I do so love this charmingly rustic, elvin kingdom!-Baozhai
It's a mystery," Vin said, narrowing her eyes and smiling. "We Mistborn are incredibly mysterious."
Elend paused." Um ... I'm Mistborn too, Vin. That doesn't make any sense."
"We Mistborn need not make sense," Vin said." It's beneath us. Come on-the sun's already down. We need to get moving.
Rune the Insatiable. he buffed his black claws. "Wringing orgasms and breaking hearts for eons.
Without ELF, I'm just an empty shell. I'll always love E.L.F., even if E.L.F. already forgot about SJ.
Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, knew the time would soon come to prove just how much she'd bleed for Erilea.
Eloquence is a painting of the thoughts.
Well damn him. I was not dead yet, and so long as I lived I would fight for Aethelflaed.
KING EDWARD: But what is he whom rule and empery
Have not in life or death made miserable?
Escape from goblins to be caught by wolves.
Mare?"
"Are you afraid, Maven?"
"I am. I'm afraid of failing. I'm afraid of letting this opportunity pass us by. And I'm afraid of what happens if nothing in this world ever changes. That scares me more than dying.
The Khanum?" Arland coughed. The last sip of tea must've gone wrong.
"Are you unwell?" Dagorkun inquired.
"Healthy as a krahr," Arland said.
"That's such a relief. I would hate for some illness to interfere and spoil the grand celebration I planned when I send you to your afterlife.
While every new fantasy author is hailed as unique, new, and different, Brandon Sanderson's ELANTRIS does indeed provide an absorbing adventure in a unique, different, and well-thought-out fantasy world, with a few nifty twists as well.
Eloquence is the child of knowledge. When a mind is full, like a wholesome river, it is also clear.
Liadan," he said, staring intently at the ground.
"Yes," I whispered.
"Don't wed that man Eamonn. Tell him, if he takes you, he's a dead."
Bran
Kiril. His name was but a whisper upon the wind, a sigh upon her lips.
Her gaze silently begged him while her hands continued their magic upon his aching cock. As if he could deny her
or himself
the pleasure that awaited.
And Aragorn the King Elessar wedded Arwen Undomiel in the City of the Kings upon the day of Midsummer, and the tale of their long waiting and labours was come to fulfillment.
Eloquence is a painting of thought; and thus those who, after having painted it, add something more, make a picture instead of a portrait.
I'm not him, I'm not the turncloak, he died at Winterfell. My name is Reek, It rhymes with freak
The Shaod, it was called. The Transformation ... When it came, the fortuante person's life ended and began anew; he would discard his old, mundane existence and move to Elantris. Elantris, where he could live in bliss, rule in wisdom, and be worshiped for eternity.
Eternity ended ten years ago.
Feyre Archeron." A labored breath. "I told you - to stay with the High Lord. And you did.
(D)espair never lives long in young hearts
We will survive this, my sons. We will survive until you are men, and when Eeluk is old, he will wonder if it is you coming for him every time he hears hooves in the darkness.
I really dislike elves.
I have to take care of this," faltered Elnora, hurrying toward the door to hide the tears which were rolling down her cheeks. "I must help," said Philip, disappearing also. "Elnora," he called, catching up with her, "take me where
Elgen can twist the truth all they want, but they can't change
Elantris was the one place where she could remember feeling unconditional acceptance. She had not been a princess, she had been something far better - a member of a community where every individual was vital.
The bird, the best, the fisch eke in the see,They live in fredome, everich in his kynd.And I a man, and lakkith libertee.
My name's Elai, Ellai's daughter, line of the first Cloud, the first Elly; of Pia, line of the first Jin when they made the world. And you're on my land.
Eloquence is the painting of thought ...
Do you not listen to our daily meetings about the state of your lands?"
"Of course I don't. They're dead boring."
"Not everything can involve bloodshed, Annwyl."
"Can't you come get me when there is bloodshed? Otherwise just leave me alone to read.
Becoming unshakeable through this storm.
He may be King Redrought Strong-in-the-Arm Lindenshield, Bear of the North, Defender of the Realm, Descendent of Thor, but to Thirrin he was just Dad, a man with a fondness for cats, a taste for comfy slippers and a huge laugh that could dent pewter at fifty paces.
Hold yourself.. why Winter is coming. Eddard Stark
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
Wonderful folk, Elves, sir! Wonderful!' 'They are,' said Frodo. 'Do you like them still, now you have had a closer view?
Unkingly, in so many ways, My King.
Silly dark elves. Earth is for Druids.
El-Khan to the villagers. Overlooking Beit Daras were the remnants
In the name of all the elves in Christendom, is that Jane Eyre?
When the game ended, Mike laid down his control paddle. "So you've met the Nordic goddess, right?"
Aria glanced up at him warily. "Excuse me?"
Mike rolled his eyes. "Duh. Klaudia, which I'm pretty sure is Scandinavian for sex vixen.
Now that he had his way, and all went well, and he had work to do after his heart, and had honour in it, he was courteous to all, and less grim than of old, so that well nigh all hearts were turned to him; and many called him Adanedhel, the Elf-man.
Having agreed to play Elrond, I realized how much had to be worked out about this character: the idea of portraying someone who is immortal, for one thing; plus the fact he is noble, wise, powerful, good - and beautiful! I began to think that he was altogether impossible to play!
Elemak pulled the shower cord before he soaped. The moment the water hit him he yowled, and then did his own little splash dance, shaking his head and flipping water all over the courtyard while jabbering "ooga-booga looga-booga" just like a little kid.
Eldric wore his lazy lion's smile. He didn't mind what he was called. He was a sticks-and-stones sort of person.
A woman of intense feeling, head thrown back, hair wild, lips open upon a cry of unbelievable pleasure.
The enchanted.
A warrior both disciplined and passionate, his whole being focused in the moment.
The enchanter.
Now he is bending down to her, drinking her cries ...
Mongkol, poor Mongkol, shedding tears.
Thinking of his smiling, comical face, and his dreams of sending his son to university, I could only lower my head in silence.
And the night continued, cold and dark, the wind frozen beyond the mountains.
You surely can't be trying to blame us for Erak's habit of charging ashore waving an axe and grabbing everything that isn't nailed down? No offence, Svengal."
Svengal shrugged. "None taken. It's a pretty accurate description of Erak on a raid, as a matter of fact.
What's this?" Primage Dur squinted at the glow of magic in the forest before them. Twelve shining warriors in red leather stood interspaced between a line of gnarled trees, blocking the advance of the Eld. "Who are they?"
"Dalh'reisen," Azurel hissed.
"Are they ... singing?
chooks. You cannot go away and leave
My name. I have a name, and it's not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess's dragon. I am
Eilrah, a man who wants you," he growled against her lips.
"But you aren't a man. You only take this form when you feel like it," she replied coolly, turning
her face aside.
For elves, sex was two souls finding each other in the dark.
That was the strength of Ellysetta's weave. Bright, unyielding,indefatigable love. Love that did not know surrender. Love that did not understand limitations or even basic self-preservation. Love that would batter itself to death before giving in to defeat.
Arranging to be emotionally tortured for four years by basketball loving escapees from the Silmarillion.
Elves are like trees, grounded and focused from the trunk down but graceful and agile on top.
When in doubt, know your way out, I always say."
"I thought you always said, 'When in doubt, blame the dark elves.'"
"Well, yeah, that too."
Oberon said.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
There is no talent so pernicious as eloquence to those who have it under command.
Upon his tomb the Elvenking then laid Orcrist, the elvish sword that had been taken from Thorin in captivity. It is said in songs that it gleamed ever in the dark if foes approached, and the fortress of the dwarves could not be taken by surprise.
The earth is rocking, the skies are riven
Jove in a passion, in god-like fashion, Is breaking the crystal urns of heaven.
Watch out for that effelant. They're green and like the taste of Vikings.
Seek for the Sword that was broken In Imladris it dwells; There shall be counsels taken Stronger than Morgul-spells. There shall be shown a token That Doom is near at hand, For Isuldur's Bane shall waken, And the halfling forth shall stand.
Yess, Exccellenccy. Larsst iss my name.
The fallyng out of faithfull frends is the renuyng of loue.
We hope you have found challenge in your path this morning.
Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred
In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary?
He's a boy who must learn to be a warrior and a king,' I said, 'and death is his destiny. He must learn to give it.' I patted Aethelstan's shoulder. 'Make it quick, boy,' I told him. 'He deserves a slow death, but this is your first killing. Make it easy for yourself.
Carrying money, food and the seal ring of Bel-ka-Trazet, set out alone for Lak. BOOK VI
The Jinmoti of Bozlen Two kill the hereditary ritual assassins of the new Yearking's immediate family by drowning them in the tears of the Continental Empathaur in its Sadness Season.
Who flipped your bitch switch ? -Elora
Dwarf down! I say again, Dwarf down! Don't trust the Elves!
Food for the native Ewoks.
Did you ever go to a place ... I think it was called Norway?" "No," said Arthur, "no, I didn't." "Pity," said Slartibartfast, "that was one of mine. Won an award, you know. Lovely crinkly edges. I was most upset to hear of its destruction.
The arkleseizure cometh!