Quotes About Gods

That joy. That madness. The gods must feel this way every moment of every day. It is as if the world slows. You see the attacker, you see him shouting, though you hear nothing, and you know what he will do, and all his movements are so slow and yours are so quick, and in that moment you can do no wrong and you will live forever and your name will be blazoned across the heavens in a glory of white fire because you are the god of battle.

Gods fight, Ragnar went on earnestly, and some win, some lose. The Christian god is losing. Otherwise why would we be here? Why would we be winning? The gods reward us if we give them respect, but the Christian god doesn't help his people, does he? They weep rivers of tears for him, they pray to him, they give him their silver, & we come along & slaughter them! Their god is pathetic. If he had any real power then we wouldn't be here, would we?

When a man cannot fight he should curse. The gods like to feel needed.

But Ubba? Only the gods tell him what to do, and you should beware of men who take their orders from the gods.

We live by oaths and we can die by them. To give an oath is to harness a life to a promise, and to break an oath is to tempt the punishment of the gods.

A vida é uma brincadeira dos deuses e não existe justiça. Você precisa aprender a rir ou então vai simplesmente chorar até morrer.

When a man cannot fight he would curse. The gods like to feel needed.

At sea, sometimes, if you take a ship too far from land and the wind rises and the tide sucks with a venomous force and the waves splinter white above the shield-pegs, you have no choice but to go where the gods will.

The gods are not kind to us, any more than children are kind to their toys. We are here to amuse the gods, and at times it amuses them to be unkind.

Madness has a purpose! It's a gift from the Gods, and like all their gifts it comes with a price

And Eoferwic, I thought, was where my story had all begun. Where my father had died. Where I had become the Lord of Bebbanburg. Where I had met Ragnar and learned of the ancient gods.

The world began in chaos and it will end in chaos. The gods brought the world into existence, and they will end it when they fight among themselves, but in between the chaos of the world's birth and the chaos of the world's death is order, and order is made by oaths, and oaths bind us like the buckles of a harness.

Men are cruel,' I said, 'and the gods made us like themselves

We believe there are many gods, so we accept another man's religion as his own affair, while Christians, who perversely insist that there is only one god, think it their duty to kill, maim, enslave, or revile anyone who disagrees. They tell me this is for our own good.

The people follow him. Because they have no choice. They follow, but do they love him? Some do, Appah Rao answered. But what does it matter? Why should a ruler want his people's love? Their obedience, yes, but love? Love is for children, McCandless, and for gods and for women.

The three spinners see our future. The gift of the gods to humankind is that we cannot see where the threads will go.

Some Gods are wicked, Derfel. And besides, they have no duty to us, only we to them. Maybe it amused them?

É uma coisa estranha que notei com relação aos cristãos. Eles afirmam que nossos deuses não têm poder, no entanto temem às maldições feitas em nome desses deuses.

And in that great hall of the gods I will meet so many men that I once fought, whom I killed, and we shall feast together and watch the middle-earth beneath us and see men fight as we once fought, and so the world will go on till Ragnarok's chaos engulfs it.

Los dioses no velan por nosotros, no más desde luego de lo que los niños cuidan de sus juguetes. Si estamos aquí, es sólo para procurarles buenos ratos; a veces, hasta se complacen en jugarnos jugarretas.

Mas o destino, como Merlin sempre nos ensinava, é inexorável. A vida é uma brincadeira dos Deuses, costumava dizer Merlin, e não existe justiça. Você precisa aprender a rir, disse-me ele uma vez, ou então vai simplesmente chorar até morrer.

It was fate, I thought. Just fate. We think we control our own lives, but the gods play with us like children playing with straw dolls.

world rotted as we slid from light into darkness, getting ever nearer to the black chaos in which this middle world would end and the gods would fight and all love and light and laughter would dissolve.

The other thing I like about our gods is that they are not obsessed with us. They have their own squabbles and love affairs and seem to ignore us much of the time, but the Christian god has nothing better to do than to make rules for us.