“In the army it takes an eight-man working party to help a brass hat blow his nose.”

“GO FOR HIS EYES! OR BITE HIM ON THE NOSE! DRAGON NOSES ARE VERY SENSITIVE!"
Oh, very helpful, Camicazi, very helpful… thought Hiccup. What if he doesn't obligingly hold me up to his nose? What if the only part I get close to is the TEETH?”

“It's a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can't eat for eight hours; he can't drink for eight hours; he can't make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.”

“The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man.”

“It was the hat. He looked sweet in the hat. How could a man in a fuzzy blue hat have used human bones to pave his roads?”

“As with my hat upon my head
I walk'd along the Strand,
I there did meet another man
With his hat in his hand.”

“Do you always try to kill people when they blow their nose?”

“We are so bound together that no man can labor for himself alone. Each blow he strikes in his own behalf helps to mold the Universe.”

“No man will get my help in robbery, and therefore no governor will take me on his staff”
me nemo ministro fur erit, atque ideo nulli comes exeo

“Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.”