Confidence is like a dragon where, for every head cut off, two more heads grow back.

My point, once again, is not that those ancient people told literal stories and we are now smart enough to take them symbolically, but that they told them symbolically and we are now dumb enough...

But who names a starship the Icarus? What kind of man possess that much hubris, that he dares it to fall?

Mythology is like a game of Chinese Whispers. What goes in at one end of the human circle is rarely what emerges at the other end.

Once upon a time an Athenian princesss named Prokne was wed to Tereus, king of the barbarous Thracians of the north. When Prokne’s unfortunate sister, Philomela, came for a visit, Tereus fell madly in love...

Alte Männer sind eine rachsüchtige Brut. Sie beneiden junge Männer um ihre Kraft und verübeln jungen Frauen ihre Verführungsmacht.

…The man who stood before her was taller and stranger than anyone she had ever encountered. His unkempt hair was a long dark brown, partially braided and twisted around twigs, the tips of his pointed...

Ugh! She cursed her lack of attention to the [mythology] reading. Who could have known that would be the important class?

I always thought they were fabulous monsters!” said the Unicorn. “Is it alive?””It can talk,” said Haigha, solemnly.The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said, “Talk, child.”Alice could not help her lips curling up into...

One finds the same basic mythological themes in all the religions of the world, from the most primitive to the most sophisticated, from the North American plains to European forests to Polynesian atolls. The imagery...

Lady, I was gonna cut you some slack, ’cause you’re a major mythological figure…but now you’ve just gone nuts!

Mythology was littered with people who meddled in the affairs of elves and fairies and were never again heard from.

I wasn’t aiming at the school bus, but of course I got expelled anyway.

I should acquaint the reader with the basic principles of the mythology I adhered to then. I believed . . . that inanimate objects were no less fallible than people. They, too, could be forgetful....

Time slipped and slid around him, unanchored by any fact that could be verified. Perhaps it did not matter. ‘Where does our story take place, and when?’ asked Cocteau at the start of Orphée. ‘It’s...

Still shuddering, he collapsed atop her on a long, strangled groan. It sounded as if someone had just wrung out his soul.Ella knew precisely how he felt.

You got secrets you better keepTake flight before she cuts you deep- Sam’s song

Thus Arthur achieved the adventure of the sword that day and entered into his birthright of royalty. Wherefore, may God grant His Grace unto you all that ye too may likewise succeed in your undertakings....

The Dreaming is always; forever… it’s always happening, and us mob, we’re part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too.

You know your life is completely screwed up when you have to look up the mythological figures who talk to you in the bathroom mirror.

One describes a tale best by telling the tale. You see? The way one describes a story, to oneself or to the world, is by telling the story. It is a balancing act and it...

Awe is what moves us forward.

Rough palms cradled my face while my fingers gripped the pillow on either side of his. Lips, teeth, tongue, mingled together. I ate him up and didn’t let go until I had to come up...

Can you surf really well, then?”I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh.”Jeez, Nico,” I said. “I’ve never really tried.”He went on asking questions. Did I fight a lot with Thalia, since...

A woman has her Juno, just as a man has his Genius; they are names for the sacred power, the divine spark we each of us have in us. My Juno can’t “get into” me,...

Behr? Are you hungry?” She was feeling a little peckish herself, and she needed something to keep her hands busy. Between a combination of brutal punches, knee jabs and the music, Behr didn’t hear a...

Unicorns aren’t magical and beautiful. They’re just predatory horses that have horns and love to eat virgins.

The belief that myths are somehow less true than the symbolic dream we call ‘reality’ may be the greatest myth of all.

These werewolves and the gwrgi are not like the American breed of werewolf. They are not part timers. They do not spend the one, full moon, night in every twenty eight as a wolf or...

Without love, we would not comprehend compassion.- Govinda Shauri

The Bane…where coxswain’s dirtand seaman’s shirtsbrushed bawdily upon her chest…

Vultures are the most righteous of birds: they do not attack even the smallest living creature.

I know, too, that death is the only god who comes when you call.

He’s so powerful. Who knows maybe he’s advanced past eating

And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.

Even Cronus, the Titan who literally had his kids for breakfast, would find these facts hard to swallow.

I was told that Ganesha sat between Lakshmi and Saraswati. My quest to attain the blessings of both goddesses explains my physique.

*to thor* Zeus had replied that he had pulled fluffballs of lint out of his bellybutton that were bigger than Asgard

Sorry, there’s just not enough mead to go around.

Atlas said, ‘Must my future be so heavy?’ Hera said, ‘That is your present, Atlas. Your future hardens every day, but it is not fixed.’ ‘How can I escape my fate?’ ‘You must choose your...

There’s something in there,” Matt said. “Something alive. It punched me.””Punched you?” Baldwin’s face screwed up. “Are you sure a bat didn’t fly into you? I bet there are a few in there.”Matt rubbed his...

As Mr. R. U. Sayee has well said: ‘It should be clear a priori that fairy lore must have developed as a result of modifications and accretions received in different countries and at many periods,...

Thinking in mythological terms helps to put you in accord with the inevitables of this vale of tears. You learn to recognize the positive values in what appear to be the negative moments and aspects...

Rest in Peace?’ Why that phrase? That’s the most ridiculous phrase I’ve ever heard! You die, and they say ‘Rest in Peace!’ …Why would one need to ‘rest’ when they’re dead?! I spent thousands of...

Why, what could she have done, being what she is? Was there another Troy for her to burn?

Beautiful people never lie.

In order to witness clearly the march of humanity from its inception to the present moment, an understanding of how humankind has held encounter with the divine as central is crucial. Ancient humanity provides us...

Wait a minute, hold on… The dude dies, and the girl cries so hard that she gets turned into a fountain?

You’re just lying in the dirt and singing. That’s weird. I thought you were supposed to be some kind of scary monster.

You get to me all of the time. Always have. In all the good ways.