Quotes About Gods

From the beginning, the highway has always lacked grace-those who worship desert gods know them to favor retribution over the tender dove of forgiveness. In Desolation, doves are at the bottom of the food chain. Tohono O'Odham poet Ofelia Zepeda has pointed out that rosaries and Hail Marys don't work out here. You need a new kind of prayers, she says to negotiate with this land.

But utopias always lead to dystopias, and dictators invariably become gods who demand daily worship.

Who can tell what metals the gods use in forging the subtle bond which we call sympathy, which we might as well call love.

Computers are like Old Testament gods; lots of rules and no mercy.

I was like that wife of Kitchen God. Nobody worshipped her either. He got all the excuses. He got all the credit. She was forgotten.

Man is quite insane. He wouldn't know how to create a maggot and he creates Gods by the dozen. —Michel de Montaigne, Essais

Most people believe that gods exist. Many do not; this does not trouble the gods, who know that if gods, in turn, were to not believe that people exist, people would actually cease to exist. Mortal belief does make gods stronger; it inflates their egos, which is always good for the metabolism.

Batman was human. He had no powers. He stood next to Gods and said, I handle my city.

Call that a wonder, Cretan-born woman? 9970 Never listened when poetry Sang its sweet lessons? Ionia's and Hellas's Ancientest legends Of a gods-and-heroes abundance, Never heard them? Nothing that's done today's More than a pitiful Echo of glorious Ancestral days; 9980 Nothing, your story is, Compared with the lovely lie, More trustworthy than truth, That is sung about Maia's son.

Te molesta que permanezca en silencio? ¿Qué iba a decir? No te das cuenta de la callada elocuencia de suspiros y miradas. Una diosa es capaz de romper el sello de los labios. Es Aurora. Ella me despertará un día junto a tus pechos. Sí, entonces cantaré mi himno a los dioses matinales, como el cuadro mnemónico, dulce revelador de secretos.

It is said that those whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad. It may well be that a war neurosis stirred up by propaganda of fear and hatred is the prelude to destruction.

When Paul reminds the Galatians of what they were before they came to the knowledge of Gods he says that they "did service unto them which by nature are no gods," (Gal. 4:8). Because he does not say ??????, was their superstition excusable? This superstition, to which he gives the name of ?????, he condemns as much as if he had given it the name of ??????.

But the question that consumed him most was its nature, for he believed that men created gods as much, if not more, than gods created men. If this old god existed, it did so because there were men and women who permitted it to continue to exist through their beliefs. They fed it, and it, in turn, fed them.

We are all Gods or Demons- exerting the energy of will to squeeze the anarchic creativity of nature into our own image.

I feel the gods are pretty dead, though I suppose I ought to know that however, to be somewhat more philosophical in the matter, if atheism means simply not being a theist, then of course I'm an atheist. [Letter to Max Otto]

Our souls are but leaves in a storm, and only the gods know where we will come to rest.

Ive always loved the idea of mythologies linked to or underlying everyday life, like the kami gods of Shintoism, where every rock, tree and stream has its own little god associated with it.

The best way to live in this real world is to free ourselves of demons and tribal gods.

The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favorite gods.

By wordless edict; having none to bid, None to forbid; for this is past all gods Immutable, unspeakable, supreme, A Power which builds, unbuilds and builds again,

All the gods are dead except the god of war.

The affairs of gold-laden Gyges do not interest me zealousy of the gods has never seized me nor anger at their deeds. But I have no love for great tyranny for its deeds are very far from my eyes.

Can I ask one more question?" Cateline repressed a sigh. "One more. Then you need to eat your supper." "If Davillon has so many gods, how come not one of them got off his butt and saved my mommy and daddy?!

Wealth, the most excellent of all the gods.