Quotes About Mythology

There certainly is no "complete explanation" to be offered by one who attempts to uphold the historical accuracy of the New Testament. The "Devil" and "Type" theories having vanished, like all theories built on sand, nothing now remains for the honest man to do but acknowledge the truth, which is, that the history of Jesus of Nazareth as related in the books of the New Testament, is simply a copy of that of Buddha, with a mixture of mythology borrowed from other nations.

The ancient Greeks and Romans worshiped the Virgin Mother and Child for centuries before the Christian era. One of these was Myrrha, [332:6] the mother of Bacchus, the Saviour, who was represented with the infant in her arms. She had the title of "Queen of Heaven." [332:7] At many a Christian shrine the infant Saviour Bacchus may be seen reposing in the arms of his deified mother. The names are changed—the ideas remain as before. [332:8]

We have in this story, told by the Matthew narrator—which the writers of the other gospels seem to know nothing about,—almost a counterpart, if not an exact one, to that related of Crishna of India, which shows how closely the mythological history of Jesus has been copied from that of the Hindoo Saviour.

The Chinese dragon 'long' is essentially a force of the good.

Anubis – A god with a man's body and the head of a dog or jackal.

The fundamental motif at the heart of many ancient myths is that the primal oneness of being is manifesting as the multiplicity of life, so that it can come to know itself. As the Gnostic sage Simon Magus says in 'The Great Announcement': There is one power… begetting itself, increasing itself, seeking itself, finding itself… One root of the All.

The reigning mythology of the Northwest is obviously nature, and the reigning mythology of the Northeast corridor is culture.

In school, we learned about the Birkebeinerne as some of the bravest men. And these two guys saving the Norwegian king... There's a kind of mythology around it.

I believe in mythology. I guess I share Joseph Campbell's notion that a culture or society without mythology would die, and we're close to that.

At a time when mythologicals were considered obsolete, Devon Ke Dev Mahadev' revived the genre.

If Moloch is not fed, the last stage of hell will vanish, and with it, the apparatus of hell.

Mythological thinking cannot be superseded, because it forms the framework and context for all thinking

it becomes clear that chronometric time is a homogeneous succession lacking all particularity. It is always the same, always indifferent to pleasure or pain. Mythological time, on the other hand, is impregnated with all the particulars of our lives: it is as long as eternity or as short as a breath, ominous or propitious, fecund or sterile.

Es posible que lo que llamamos pecado no sea sino la expresión mítica de la conciencia de nosotros mismos, de nuestra soledad.

Die ewige Gegenwart der Götter

Inchcape, bending towards her, said: 'You are Helen of Troy. We ask only that you should be beautiful. Yours is the face that launched a thousand ships.

Do the gods of different nations

the hope that war will end is not chimerical. What was needed was to establish, by common consent, a central authority that would have the last word in every conflict of interest. Beyond that, anything which creates emotional ties between human beings inevitably counteracts war. What had to be sought was a community of feeling, and a mythology of the instincts.

They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn and sway the trees, the grasses. No avatar, no scion, no vestige of that people remains. On the lips of the strange race that now dwells there their names are myth, legend, dust.

In fairy tales, the heroes are punished when they run away from a task. The heroes, not their younger brothers...

well, who says that all gods are kindly? Most of them are stern and cruel, wouldn't you agree?

Let us use our magic and enchantments to conjure up a woman out of flowers." … Math and Gwydyon took the flowers of oak and broom and meadowsweet and from these conjured up the loveliest and most beautiful girl anyone had seen; they baptized her with the form of baptism that was used then, and named her Blodeuedd. "Math Son of Mathonwy," from The Mabinogion, translated by Jeffrey Gantz

You see how good and evil are twisted together? Like a golden dragon bracelet snaking brightly about a person's arm.

I would say, I'll meet you in Valhalla, replied Hiccup through gritted teeth. But I don't think you'll be going there.