110 Quotes About Mermaids

Aphros nodded, a glint of pride in his eyes. “We have trained all the famous mer-heroes! Name a famous mer-hero, and we have trained him or her!”“Oh, sure,” Leo said. “Like…um, the Little Mermaid?”Aphros frowned. “Who? No! Like Triton, Glaucus, Weissmuller, and Bill!”“Oh. ”Leo had no idea who any of those people were. “You trained Bill? Impressive.

I've been in the water so much these past few days, I swear I'm growing fins & scales.

...now and then a giggling trail of mermaids appeared in our wake. We fed them oatmeal.

What you have to understand about the mermaid legend is that it's universal. No matter where you go, the mermaids got there first. Even inland, if there's a big enough lake, I guarantee you there's a local community with a story about women in the water with beautiful voices who lure men to their deaths.Where there's water, we find mermaids. Maybe it's time we started asking ourselves exactly why that is.

I am a siren, and for my adoration of mankind, have been caught in fishing nets one time too many. And in those fishing nets I have learned too many unfavorable things about human intentions and the lack of trust and goodwill; I'm not going to allow myself to be caught, anymore. Sirens do well at singing the sirens' song and dragging vile people to their deaths, and for good reason!

I could never understand the purpose of my kind. They are cruel, heartless beings. And the way they obtain legs is even crueler still. But what can be said about a being who is heartless even though they possess one?

Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let's be mermaids for awhile.

Have you ever stood on the sand of the seashore and looked out at the ocean? Did you wonder what secrets it held beneath its glimmering, shimmering waves? Or what mysteries lay hidden deep in its many lagoons, caverns, and trenches? We can only imagine what tales and treasures the ocean holds. After all, only mermaids would be able to live in such a magical place.

The salt smell of the ocean, sharp and steady, called to her from the window. Looking out, she saw her sisters, the waves, beckoning her with their white arms.