Quotes About Gods

free time is an illusion. It's what you get when you die and the gods reward you for a life spent working from dawn until midnight.

The gods like to make a man feel unprepared, so the wisewoment say

Don't fight the body the gods gave you

Gods and angels are known for their transience, their infidelity.

It's been said that whom the gods would destroy they first make mad. A large sum of cash can create illusions of endless wealth, especially if it's a new experience.

where are the gods the gods hate us the gods have run away the gods have hidden in holes the gods are dead of the plague they rot and stink too there never were any gods there's only death

Do the gods choose what is good because it is good, or is the good good because the gods choose it? If the first option is true, then the good is independent of the gods. But if the second option is true, then the very idea of what is good becomes arbitrary.

No one is moral among the god-controlled puppets of the Iliad . Good and evil do not exist.

Se trasladan como una moviente constelación de una parte a otra, mientras yo quisiera verlos quietos, verlos a mis pies y quietos -un poco el sueño de todo dios, Andrée, el sueño nunca cumplido de los dioses-

De ce atât de departe de zei? Poate fiindc? ne punem intrebarea.

Å¢De ce atât de departe de zei? Poate fiindc? ne punem intrebarea.

yo quisiera verlos quietos, verlos a mis pies y quietos –un poco el sueño de todo dios, Andrée, el sueño nunca cumplido de los dioses–, Carta a una señorita en París.

Mis dioses están en la tierra, no en otro lado.

The traditional sacred king was himself of a divine nature and the 'gods' were his peers; he was, like them, of 'celestial' stock, he had the same blood as they; he was thus a centre, an affirmative, free, and cosmic principle.

What is the moral meaning of our own gods?

The war—the real war, the one that had been going on for a thousand years and would go on for a thousand thousand more—the war between Us and Them, between the Haves and the Have-Nots, between my gods and your gods, whoever you are—would be fought by men like Richards: men with faces you didn't notice

It was as though the Gods had dropped something—a comb, a hairpin, a needle—and it had fallen down to earth; unimaginably huge and incomprehensibly magnificent, made of celestial materials by a divine craftsman, too big and too beautiful to have any place in our world, utterly incongruous, a numbing statement of the difference between Them and us— Excuse me. It was an impressive sight.

I don't believe in gods, only in religion.

He had proved beyond any reasonable doubt that gods and devils were simply myth and superstition, but deep in his unruly peasant heart ("My father was a village apothecary and my mother was a goatherd's daughter. Can you imagine?") he believed...And belief, like love and sleep, is something you can't do anything about. You can't make it come if you want it, and you can't make it go if you don't.

In almost all human history, figures descending from the sky would have been angels or gods or demons -- or Icarus hurtling down, his father, Daedalus, following too slowly to catch the vainglorious boy. What must it have felt like to inhabit a commonality of human experience -- all eyes to the sky, watching for some mythic to land?

Never invoke the gods unless you really want them to appear. It annoys them very much.

Socrates called beauty a short-lived tyranny; Plato, a privilege of nature; Theophrastus, a silent cheat; Theocritus, a delightful prejudice; Carneades, a solitary kingdom; Aristotle, that it was better than all the letters of recommendation in the world; Homer, that it was a glorious gift of nature; and Ovid, that it was favor bestowed by the gods.

What man seeks, to the point of anguish, in his gods, in his art, in his science, is meaning. He cannot bear the void. He pours meaning on events like salt on his food.

But here is where the gods are, speculating, bemused.