This is Berk. Boasting the kind of balmy, fun-in-the-sun climate that will give you frostbite on your spleen.How to Train Your Dragon, by Hiccup
Oh, perfect. And while I'm busy, Hiccup can cover the stall. Molten steel, razor-sharp blades, lots of time to himself - what could possibly go wrong?How to Train Your Dragon, by Gobber
Most people would leave. Not us. We're Vikings. We have stubbornness issues.How to Train Your Dragon, by Hiccup
Trolls exist! They steal your socks! But only the left ones - what's with that?How to Train Your Dragon, by Gobber
It's only fun if you get a scar out of it.How to Train Your Dragon, by Astrid
Winter in Berk lasts most of the year. It hangs on with both hands and won't let go. And the only real comforts against the cold are those you keep close to your heart.How to Train Your Dragon, by Hiccup
Stoick: "When we crack this mountain open, all hell is gonna break loose."
Gobber: "...in my undies. Good thing I brought extras."
Hiccup: "I'm way too muscular for their taste! They wouldn't know what to do with all... this!"
Gobber: "Well, they need toothpicks, don't they?"
Excuse me, barmaid, I'm afraid you brought me the wrong offspring! I ordered an extra-large boy with beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fish-bone!How to Train Your Dragon
My name's Hiccup. Great name, I know, but it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that.How to Train Your Dragon, by Hiccup