Quotes About Gods

Gods have bestowed our genius on us; They will also find its use some day.

They're sliding around in disguise like gods. It's two in the afternoon. It's four. You can't take these hours apart and repair them. Nothing's wrong with them.

You learn to have a high weirdness tolerance as a witch. Some luck isn't bad or good, it's just luck, the way the pebble falls or the coin flips, the way the cue ball rides. Luck or gods, it didn't matter.

It is well to learn disappointment when one is young, for the gods bestow it abundantly if one cheats death for long.

Individually, the experience of most people was of accelerating impotence and incomprehension. They lived in a world of superstition. They relied on voodoo - charms, fetishes, and crystal balls whose caprices they were helpless to govern, yet without which the conduct of daily life came to a standstill. Faith that the computer would switch on one more time and do as it was asked had more a religious than a rational cast. When the screen went black, the gods were angry.

The gods of the forest have smiled upon us," I said. "Cream-filled or raspberry jelly?

For a long time the gods had been in close contact with humanity. Then they became disgusted, or discouraged, and they removed themselves. But maybe they would come back again, approach the stray soul who was still curious.

Pure talent and charisma and like gods they were terrible together. Awful. A gorgeous nightmare.

There are Universes begging for Gods, yet he hangs around this one looking for work.

You don't go after poetry, you take what comes. Maybe the gods do it through me but I certainly do a hell of a lot of the work.

And, for the gods sake, don't waste the whole day working! Make time for a bit of adventure dear. This life is only so long.

One is struck in the study of saints, angels and gods by a pattern that seems quaint and harmless. Yet, it is so common that I know there must be a deeper meaning. There always seem to be guardians and spirits of doors, bridges, exits and entranceways.

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Yea, O my lord,"the monarch said, And took the vase upon his head, The gift of Gods, of fine gold wrought, With store of heavenly liquor fraught. He honoured, filled with transport new, That wondrous being, fair to

Be careful what you do,Or Mumbo-Jumbo, God of the Congo,And all of the otherGods of the Congo,Mumbo-Jumbo will hoo-doo you.

El hombre no está hecho solo de músculos y tendones, la mente es su parte más elevada y noble, la que lo vuelve semejante a los dioses.

All of the world's peoples see evil in others, in foreigners and in their gods, and I fear there is no remedy for this. Thus they destroyed the most beautiful expressions of our civilization. Thus we destroy the most beautiful expressions of theirs.

No podemos contar con la ayuda de los dioses. Ellos no ayudan a los necios.

Hares stood out as strange and unpredictable beings, much like the gods themselves; their habit of darting around as ghostly figures of the night – precisely the time when the spirit world would be most feared – merely added to their mystery while their violent "boxing" each spring earned them a special resonance in the warrior culture of Britain.

No Temple made by mortal human hands can ever compare to the Temple made by the gods themselves. That building of wood and stone that houses us and that many believe conceals the great Secret Temple from prying eyes, somewhere in its heart of hearts, is but a decoy for the masses who need this simple concrete limited thing in their lives. The real Temple is the whole world, and there is nothing as divinely blessed as a blooming growing garden.

What caused the gods to fall upon my family like starved lions in a Roman arena?

Our mom, Rhea, was not happy about her husband's baby-eating habit, but she didn't know how to stop him. Finally, by the time my little brother Zeus was born, she came up with a plan. (Really, mom? Nothing occured to you until the sixth child?)

Aphrodite had the beauty; Zeus had the thunderbolts. Everyone loved Aphrodite, but everyone listened to Zeus.