Robin Hood Quotes

“Because we always have a choice, even when it feels like we don't.”
― A.C. Gaughen, Scarlet

“At the end of the day, I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. If that makes me an outlaw, so be it. I’ve been called worse.”
― Angela Parkhurst, Forget Me Not

“He had danced with fair maidens before, but Odette was different. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was something in her eyes and in the things she said, an intelligence and a boldness that belied her quiet demeanor.”
― Melanie Dickerson, The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest

“Here have I come to die,' he said, 'and where else could I ask to die but in your arms?”
― Roger Lancelyn Green, The Adventures of Robin Hood

“Underneath this little stone
Lies Robert Earl of Huntington;
No other archer was so good -
And people called him Robin Hood.
Such outlaws as he and his men
Will England never see again.”
― Roger Lancelyn Green, The Adventures of Robin Hood

“I've heard this is what you do,' he said. 'Stealing to feed people.' His head went to the side. 'It's so ... strange.”
― A.C. Gaughen, Lady Thief

“Because if Rob was going to hell, Gamelyn wasn't going to let him go alone.”
― J. Tullos Hennig, Greenwode

“Robin: Golden arrow? And what would we do with a golden arrow? Give it to Alan for a lute string? I could hang it around my neck on a chain, perhaps, and let it stab me in the ribs when I tried to sit.
Marian: And your honour as an outlaw?
Robin: My honour as an outlaw concerns staying alive; and presenting my neck anywhere near the Sheriff of Notingham, who feels it wants lengthening, runs directly counter to that honour.
Marian: The sheriff will be gravely disappointed.
Robin: That's the best news I've heard all week.”
― Robin McKinley, The Outlaws of Sherwood

“Hacemos lo que hacemos porque hay algo que podemos hacer al respecto. Las cosas como «¿cuanto tiempo?» y «¿que pasará?» no forman parte de eso. Se trata de esperanza, no del horror.”
― A.C. Gaughen, Scarlet

“Zorro also is part of the bandido tradition, most closely associated with the possibly mythical Joaquin Murrieta and the historical Tiburcio Vasquez. As well as these local California legendary figures, Zorro is an American version of Robin Hood and similar heroes whose stories blend fiction and history, thus moving Zorro into the timeless realm of legend. The original story takes place in the Romantic era, but, more important, Zorro as Diego adds an element of poetry and sensuality, and as Zorro the element of sexuality, to the traditional Western hero. Not all Western heroes are, as D. H. Lawrence said of Cooper's Deerslayer, "hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer," but in the Western genre the hero and villain more often than not share these characteristics. What distinguishes Zorro is a gallantry, a code of ethics, a romantic sensibility, and most significant, a command of language and a keen intelligence and wit.”
― Robert E. Morsberger, The Mark of Zorro

“As for righting wrongs and fighting for civil liberties, that sort of thing, it wouldn't be so bad ... but then we have to sing those songs about wearing Lincoln green and aiding the oppressed. We don't, Cully, we turn them in for the reward, and those songs are just embarrassing, that's all, and there's the truth of it.”
― Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn

“Say my name,' he pleaded. 'Just tell me who I am.' 'Gamelyn,' it was soft as swan down”
― J. Tullos Hennig, Shirewode

“Robin: I'm sure you've learnt to bake, but you have not learned to handle Much. The phrases that you need my lady, are "No", "No you can't", and "No, get out of here before I throw something at you".”
― Robin McKinley, The Outlaws of Sherwood

“Well, what was it to be a thief? He met the question at last, face to face, wiping the clammy drops of sweat from his forehead. God made this money - the fresh air, too - for his children's use. He never made the difference between poor and rich.”
― Rebecca Harding Davis, Life in the Iron Mills and Other Stories

“I'll give you this much; it might be our dagger”
― J. Tullos Hennig, Shirewode

“Jonathon stretched his arms, like he was reading himself for exercise. He leaned back and asked, "Why are you doing this?"
Robin was a bit surprised by the blunt question. "Doing what? Laying here, strapped to this table? I'll be honest, I've asked myself the same question.”
― Jaron Lee Knuth, Nottingham

“It's not really fun listening to an insane person. Do you realize that? You're only entertaining yourself. Not much of a host, if you don't mind my critique.”
― Jaron Lee Knuth, Nottingham

“you asked me once what I believe in. I believe in this." Rob raised their hands, laced together like an embroidered bodice. "I believe in this." First a kiss to their hands, then a kiss to Gamelyn's pale shoulder, then one against his cheek... and said, hoarsely, "I believe in you." From fear to love.”
― J. Tullos Hennig, Greenwode

“Golden arrow? And what would we do with a golden arrow? Give it to Alan for a lute string? I could hang it around my neck on a chain, perhaps, and let it stab me in the ribs when I tried to sit.”
― Robin McKinley, The Outlaws of Sherwood

“The soft, fluttering cry of a barn owl rose over the churchyard. Silent men flowed out of the dark.”
― Parke Godwin

“I need him, Marion - I need him.”
― J. Tullos Hennig, Greenwode

“Deep within the web of pavement and steel, a young boy and girl scurried past an old man, his outdated mechanical limbs shaking and twitching like an addict without a fix. He scowled at the hoodlums, scratching the hole in his face where his nose used to be, sold long ago as a cheap replacement part for someone slightly richer than he was.”
― Jaron Lee Knuth, Nottingham

“The king will catch us if the sheriff should fail to and then the Saxon race can be symbolically and romantically hung by the neck till dead.”
― Robin McKinley, The Outlaws of Sherwood

“Ilenia era stata una loro compagna di liceo. Single convinta da due anni e precisamente da quando aveva beccato Fabrizio, il fidanzato storico, a letto con "Robin Hood". Ovvero con un altro uomo completamente nudo, ma con indosso gli stivaletti e il cappellino verde con la piùma. Il trauma, a detta sua, non era stato il tradimento in sé e neanche che fosse avvenuto con un uomo, ma il vederlo travestito da "Lady Marian", con tanto di cuffietta e calzamaglia. Da quel giorno la poveretta, aveva completamente perso stima e fiducia nel genere maschile, giurando a se stessa che sarebbe morta zitella.”
― Silvia Amabile, Come quella gran culo di Cenerentola