230 Quotes About Willis-barnstone

I spoke nonsense and I begin again:The story is not true.You never sailed on a benched ship.You never entered the city of Troy.

Let us drink. Why wait for the lighting of the lamps?Night is a hair's breadth away. Take down the great gobletsfrom the shelf, dear friend, for the son of Semele and Zeusgave us wine to forget our pains. Mix two parts water, one wine,and let us empty the dripping cups—urgently.

Let us hang garlands of celeryacross our foreheadsand call a festival to Dionysos.

The truth is that no man ever was or will bewho understands the gods and all I speak of.If you stumble on some rocks of the whole truthyou never know it. There is always speculation.

The gods did riot: enrich man with a knowledge of all thingsfrom the beginning of life.Yet man seeks, and in timeinvents what may be better.

1Man made his gods, and furnished themwith his own body, voice, and garments.2If a horse or lion or a slow ox had agile hands for paint and sculpture,the horse would make his god a horse,the ox would sculpt an ox.3Our gods have flat noses and black skinssay the Ethiopians. The Thracians sayour gods have red hair and hazel eyes.

Whom they call Iris is also a raincloud that we see as purple, scarlet and green.

Everything comes from the earth,and everything ends in the earth.

One day a dog was being thrashed in the street,and behold, Pythagoras, philosopher of spirits,was walking by.His heart was in his mouthfor the poor pup.'Stop! Stop!' he cried.'Don't beat him any more.This is my dear friend's soul.I recognize the voice when I hear him bark.