Fire Breathing Quotes

My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!

Never tickle a sleeping dragon.

My dragon? save anybody? you must have have him confused with someone else- Smaug perhaps?.

I don't have any juggling or fire-eating skills.

Smaug certainly looked asleep, almost dead and dark, with scarcely a snore more than a whiff of unseen steam, when Bilbo peeped once more from the entrance. He was just about to step out onto the floor when he caught a sudden thin ray of red from under the drooping lid of Smaug's left eye. He was only pretending to sleep! He was watching the tunnel entrance!

Mythologically speaking, if there's anything I hate worse than trios of old ladies, it's bulls. Last summer, I fought the Minotaur on top of Half-Blood Hill. This time what I saw up there was even worse: two bulls. And not just regular bulls - bronze ones the size of elephants. And even that wasn't bad enough. Naturally they had to breathe fire, too.

Nice creepy reptile,” Frank said, very aware of the driftwood in his coat pocket. “Nice poisonous, fire-breathing reptile.

A fire-eater must eat fire even if he has to kindle it himself.

He was going to be armed with his wand - which, just now, felt like nothing more than a narrow strip of wood - against a fifty-foot-high, scaly, spike-ridden, fire-breathing dragon.

Let us return from that Table like lions breathing out fire, terrifying to the devil!

Another method of eating burning coals employs small balls of burned cotton in a dish of burning alcohol.

See... I knew baby Marissa was quality people, look how she's eating the head off the red-headed Artemis doll. Simi need to teach her to belch fire, then introduce her to the real heifer-Goddess herself(Simi)

I want a dragon.

The great day of the Fire-eater - or, should I say, the day of the great Fire-eater - has passed.

You haven't been bit till a dragon does it.

The question is always the same with a dragon: will he talk with you or will he eat you?

I think being a dragon would be pretty awesome... you get to fly.

I am the dragon, and you call me insane.

Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.

In all feats of fire-eating it should be noted that the head is thrown well back, so that the flame may pass out of the open mouth instead of up into the roof, as it would if the head were held naturally.

I started right off with this character-type guy and blowing fire from the get-go.

She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills with smoke. He's like a dragon, ancient and fearless.

I'm a dragon.

If I had Sirius FM and fire-breathing in a giant puppy dragon, I'd be golden.

I love physical stuff. I love circusy, weird, breathing fire and bucket-listy things.