Quotes About Venus

There are other planets besides the Earth and Mars. I'd like to remind you that studying Venus is vital to understanding life elsewhere.

We Venusians are sturdier than that. One can't even become part of the Protectorate until we've survived, naked and unarmed, in the harshest jungles of Venus. Only after a warrior crawls into civilization wearing the pelt of the fearsome screeching five-horned fiend do they pass the test.

Aphrodite-Venus had become not a subject of adoration, but an agent of exploitation. From the moment Christian society perceived sex not as a gift of the goddess but a crime against God himself, women were believed to be the vessels of love's malign power.

Venus is a walking, living, breathing legend.

We don't go near the bridge,' said Lymond peacefully. 'Excuse me,' said Fergie Hoddim. 'How can you wreck a fine bridge without going near it?' 'By sending something else near it instead,' Lymond said. 'An ox to Jupiter, a dog to Hecate, a dove to Venus, a sow to Ceres, a fish to Neptune. What, instead of Fergie Hoddim, shall we sacrifice?

The weapon lay on the floor - a bronze figure about two feet high, the base of it stained and wet. Mr. Satterthwaite bent over it curiously. "A Venus," he said softly. "So he was struck down by Venus." He found food for poetic meditation in the thought.

A dowried wife, friends, beauty, birth, fair fame, These are the gifts of money, heavenly dame: Be but a moneyed man, persuasion tips Your tongue, and Venus settles on your lips.

Each planet has a story to tell.With Mars it was nuclear aniallation.With Venus it was industrial madness.With Earth? I guess that greed will be the answer.

The old man opened the door with all the ease of the Venus de Milo cracking a safe.

Sorry... my mind was wandering... one time it went all the way to Venus and ordered a meal I couldn't pay for.

I had aimed at Mars and was about to hit Venus; unquestionably the all-time cosmic record for poor shots.

When she came into Venus' presence the goddess laughed aloud and asked her scornfully if she was seeking a husband since the one she had had would have nothing to do with her because he had almost died of the burning wound she had given him.

Venus herself graced their marriage with her presence, but what happened after that we do not know, except that Pygmalion named the maiden Galatea, and that their son, Paphos, gave his name to Venus' favorite city.

As a young planet, Venus was losing hydrogen rapidly to space. The oceans boiled off, and after some period of time, perhaps 600 million years, there was no surface water.

Venus has a runaway greenhouse effect. I kind of want to know what happened there because we're twirling knobs here on Earth without knowing the consequences of it. Mars once had running water. It's bone dry today. Something bad happened there as well.

Due to the relative positions of the Sun, Venus, and the Earth, we see Venus trace a pentacle, a five-pointed star, in the sky through a series of solar conjunctions.

The chimneys, rank on rank, cut the clear sky; the moon, with a rag of gauze about her loins, poses among them, an awkward Venus.

Aphrodite," [Annabeth] said. "Venus?" Hazel asked in amazement. "Mom," Piper said with no enthusiasm. "Girls!" The goddess spread her arms like she wanted a group hug. The three demigods did not oblige. Hazel backed into a palmetto tree.

Aphrodite, she said. Venus? Hazel asked in amazement. Mom, Piper said, with no enthusiasm.

One more point. The aspect of Venus is most favorable and potentially dominant over that of Mars. Venus symbolizes yourself, of course, but Mars is both your husband and young Smith—as a result of the unique circumstances of his birth. This throws a double burden on you and you must rise to the challenge; you must demonstrate those qualities calm wisdom and restraint which are peculiarly those of woman.

When a woman mediates beauty and grace to the world, often it is the Aphrodite or Venus energy at work.

The day my daughter was born, I was still in the studio, trying to work on my Venus Binding the Wings of Cupid in the intervals between labour pains.

The curtain fell on an apotheosis, wherein the cuckolds' chorus knelt and sang a hymn of gratitude to Venus, who stood there with smiling lips, her stature enhanced by her sovereign nudity.

Venus, queen of soft desire, Leading Hymen's happy choir.