Quotes About Ancient

When we speak of ancient times, Rud Elalle, we find in our words things far nearer to hand, and all those emotions we imagined new, blazing with our own youth, we find to be ancient beyond imagining. -- Silchas Ruin

I have an old note written by me before I got so vague which says that some of the great and most complicated stories like the Thousand and One Nights are very old protection puzzles, or even idea nets by which ancient peoples would fish for and catch the smaller conceptual fish.

As the God of the ancient Near East stemmed from ideas of supernaturalism, our concept of a modern God could stem from modern ideas divorced from supernaturalism. [...] A natural God need not intervene in human history, nor be the cause for religious wars such as witnessed through human history.

Books are in the holy shape. They are silent and yet they speak directly into the imagination. You can burn them but they are more powerful than fire. All the knowledge of the ancient ones are put into them. The secrets of the age of vision. - Paris, See: Season 1 Ep.2

true hunter recognizes that experiences are the ultimate hunting trophies; he takes pride in walking the ancient and noble pathway that was laid down by his forebearers; and even when he returns from a hunt cold, wet, and empty-handed, he does so with a full heart.

It seems to me that to understand these early Greeks, it is better to think of them not as physicists or scientists or even philosophers, but as poets.

Ni en el mundo antiguo ni en el medieval se concebía como una meta nada parecido a la ciencia moderna. De hecho, si nuestros predecesores pudieran haber imaginado la ciencia como es en la actualidad, no les habría gustado mucho. La ciencia moderna es impersonal, no deja espacio a la intervención sobrenatural ni a los va lores humanos; no tiene ningún propósito, y tampoco ofrece esperanzas de certezas.

What is most striking is not so much that Parmenides and Zeno were wrong as that they did not bother to explain why, if motion is impossible, things appear to move. Indeed, none of the early Greeks from Thales to Plato, in either Miletus or Abdera or Elea or Athens, ever took it on themselves to explain in detail how their theories about ultimate reality accounted for the appearances of things.

Do Roman paramedics refer to IV's as '4's'?

You know, the New Testament is pretty old. I think they should call them the Old Testament and the Most Recent Testament.

More than 150 types of boats appear in Egyptian hieroglyphics.

I see a city in the desert lies The vanity of an ancient king But the city lies in broken pieces While the wind howls and the vultures sing

Don't be like my father Akhenaten

In the hieroglyphic script, the power of the words were matched by the power of the symbols themselves. The symbols were regarded as being so powerful, precautions had to be taken to prevent them from taking on a life of their own.

An incredibly ancient creature, albeit not so much as to qualify for a position in the Parzupheim (although it was no secret he did much of their work for them), he looked as beautiful as raw light.

They had become distanced from the object of their journey, caught up in the grinding cruelty of the red world, where nations were oppressed and irreplaceable ancient sites violated and destroyed.

She was like a feather on her father's arm. He might forget what she was and accidentally brush her away, or wind would come and she'd be blown high, high up into the ancient arches, where a colony of gargoyles was frozen against the walls. She'd hang there, watching herself walk towards her fate, and then she'd just fly away, out into the endless sky, turning and turning.

Akahana was dizzying, mainly because it seemed to be several different places at once. On the surface, it was all hustle and heat, yet Shan was immediately aware of a dark and inscrutable undercurrent-magic hanging in the air, as Sinaclara had foretold. It also seemed as if if the ancient past was very close to the present and that it would be possible, either accidentally or otherwise to slip between the two.

He drifted into his memories then, and Sarpanita's mind was filled with dusty images, like ancient paintings hung too long in the light. She fell into the dream of them, lived them; saw Shemyaza as a young man, heard his laughter. He was beautiful in the alien way of the Annage, with the incredible height and in his long, serpent face. She knew that Penemue had loved him as more than a brother. He showed her their love-making and she could witness it without shyness.

If this was indeed the ancient land of Eden, then not even a memory of its former splendour remained.

Perceiving interconnectedness between all living things, the ancient Taps believed that every individual was somehow linked through the abstract country of the soulscape.

Natural rock formations looked like ancient temples, while ancient temples looked like natural rock.

Light was provided by baskets of burning bones. Skulls grinned from niches in the wall, presiding over offerings of braided, hairy plant-roots, which suggested the temple was still in use for all its appearance of neglect. On the far side of the chamber, bowls of lighted oil on the floor illuminated a ragged curtain, which was drawn across an alcove. Ays experienced a deep feeling of recognition. He knew that he was in the home of a god, and that he had been here before.

Had some ancient race preyed upon humanity in some way, so that certain conditions of death now echoed those old legends?