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Quotes About Nepenthe

were to die, even if one's brother or darling son should be killed before one's eyes. The drug is called nepenthê, which means "no grief," the penthê in nepenthê deriving from the noun penthos, "grief." It is, indeed, a word formed much the same way that anodyne, "without pain," the word that points to the origins
~ Daniel Mendelsohn
No. I wanted nothing of that. I sank myself deeper into the stronger current where all such outreaching mingled into a vast joining. Sometimes I thought it the birthplace of dreams and intuitions. At other times I thought of it as a repository of all the folk who had gone before us, and perhaps even those to come after. It was a place where sorrows and joys were equal, where life and death were just the stitches on each side of a quilt. It was nepenthe." p. 465
~ Robin Hobb
For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out my fingers to the abomination within that great gilded frame; stretched out my fingers and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass.
~ H.P. Lovecraft
As soon as they died, the souls of the dead were drawn by Myrkul's magic to one of the thousands of places like this, the Fountain of Nepenthe—a pool or well filled with the black Waters of Forgetfulness. In normal times, Myrkul's attraction was so strong that a soul spectre would immediately leap into dark waters, then emerge on the plain on the other side.
~ Troy Denning
A librarian had found the baby sitting abandoned on the sheer edge of the world; the librarians kept her. That proved shrewd. Nepenthe had drooled on words, talked at them, and tried to eat them until she learned to take them into her eyes instead of her mouth.
~ Patricia A. McKillip
Não podeis ministrar algum remédio A um espírito enfermo, e da memória Arrancar-lhe uma dor enraizada, Apagar-lhe os escrúpulos gravados Na alma? Não conheceis algum nepente Capaz de lhe extirpar a um peito inquieto A matéria que pesa insuportável No coração?
~ William Shakespeare
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
~ Edgar Allan Poe