But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills,And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me,And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’dTo dwell in presence of immortal youth,Immortal age beside immortal youth,And...

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The Pentacle – The ancients envisioned their world in two halves – masculine and feminine. Their gods and goddesses worked to keep a balance of power. Yin and Yang. When male and female were balanced,...

God is not a granter of wishes. God is a ruthless bitch.

Why, observe the thing; turn it over; hold it up to the window; count the beads, long, oval, like some seaweed bulbs, each an amulet. See the tint; it’s very old; like clots of sunshine,...

paithin- … he is orn! mother peytin’s son, come to lead us to safety!”zifnab- thats it! orn, favors his mother-roland- no, he doesnt. look! hes human! wouldnt mother whats- her – name’s kid be and...

Gods? Don’t let that impress you. Anyone can be a god if they have enough worshippers. You don’t even have to have powers anymore. In my time I’ve seen theatre gods, gladiator gods, even storyteller...

I wish for today and dream of yesterday. If the gods should hold me in their favor, then I shall hope for tomorrow.

And Jabim is the Lord of broken things, who sitteth behind the house to lament the things that are cast away. And there he sitteth lamenting the broken things until the worlds be ended, or...

My soul is not satisfied with an inert universe. The gods may not make a habit of speaking to me personally, but I can’t help but whisper comments to them.

Let us pray I am wrong.”Can goddesses pray?

There are savages without God in any proper sense of the word, but none without ghosts.

Most witches don’t believe in gods. They know that the gods exist, of course. They even deal with them occasionally. But they don’t believe in them. They know them too well. It would be like...

El amor empieza a ser un demonio desde el momento en que comienza a ser un dios.

The first men to be created and formed were called the Sorcerer of Fatal Laughter, the Sorcerer of Night, Unkempt, and the Black Sorcerer … They were endowed with intelligence, they succeeded in knowing all...

The drive behind life has lost none of its power; proof that, impelled by that drive, man can build as well as destroy; that in his nature is more of Vishnu the Creator than of...

It was suffering and incapacity that created all afterworlds – this, and that brief madness of bliss which is experienced only by those who suffer deeply. Weariness that wants to reach the ultimate with one...

The more formidable the contradiction between inexhaustible life-joy and inevitable fate, the greater the longing which reveals itself in the kingdom of poetry and in the self-created world of dreams hopes to banish the dark...

Gods should always be judged.

We can never be gods, after all–but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.

Listen, gods die when they are forgotten. People too. But the land’s still here. The good places, and the bad. The land isn’t going anywhere. And neither am I.

I took to the Kingswood the midsummer after the Dame died. I did not swear a vow, but I kept to myself just as strictly, living like a beast in the forest from one midsummer...

God would seem to indicate to us and not allow us to doubt that these beautiful poems are not human, or the work of man, but divine and the work of God; and that the...

The pinecone is a fearsome tool of destruction!-Bacchus

There are few things more mysterious than endings. I mean, for example, when did the Greek gods end, exactly? Was there a day when Zeus waved magisterially down from Olympus and Aphrodite and her lover...

Gods and men create one another, destroy one another, though by different means.

I almost forgot how gorgeous Adonis is,” she [Ava] said, “We should have made him one of us.”She [Ava] wouldn’t have gotten any argument out of me, but a strange sound escaped from James, almost...

You have your God, I have my guts.

Maybe that’s bullshit. I happen to like the beasts.

So they watch over us like gods of old. Our patron sinners.

I am a god. I don’t do fair.

I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer

Good and evil have nothing to do with gods. It has to do with us.

O que eu sei é que somos trágicos. Os deuses escolheram assim. Somos todos uma brincadeira deles, marionetes que envelhecem rápido demais, uma experienciazinha carnal – de modo que não lhes interessa a parcimônia: criam...

{From Luther Burbank’s funeral. He was loved until he revealed he was an atheist, then he began to receive death threats. He tried to amiably answer them all, leading to his death}It is impossible to...

Visions from the gods are gifts alone for those who wander.

The wine god sighed. ‘Oh Hades if I know. But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword. As a mortal, I was never a great fighter or athlete...

I fear that there will be no neat ending to this, in the manner of the old Greek plays. Where the Gods descend, and all is explained, and tidied away.

It was all very well going on about pure logic and how the universe was ruled by logic and the harmony of numbers, but the plain fact of the matter was that the Disc was...

Let me go: take back thy gift:Why should a man desire in any wayTo vary from the kindly race of men,Or pass beyond the goal of ordinanceWhere all should pause, as is most meet for...

the gods seldomgivebut so quicklytake.

Humanized gods are too small to captivate my imagination, or be worthy of my fullest allegiance.

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

Now that I think of it—I don’t know why I would besurprised.

I think we have underestimated their Gods; they have made millions stupid, and we are even not able to get one out of that stupidity.

I, while the gods laugh, the world’s vortex am;Maelström of passions in that hidden seaWhose waves of all-time lap the coasts of me;And in small compass the dark waters cram.- I, While the Gods Laugh,...

At Bealltainn, or May Day, every effort was made to scare away the fairies, who were particularly dreaded at this season. In the West Highlands charms were used to avert their influence. In the Isle...

In the early twelfth century century the Virgin had been the supreme protectress of civilisation. She had taught a race of tough and ruthless barbarians the virtues of tenderness and compassion. The great cathedrals of...

Reciting from rote seems a terrible way to honor the gods and a precise killing of the power of the words.

I’m incognito. Call me Fred.”A god named Fred?