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my Clodius, how little your countrymen know of the true versatility of a Pericles, of the true witcheries of an Aspasia!
Quintilius Varus, Give me back my legions!
Each Australian is a Ulysses.
I think MacGregor might be a genius. Anyone so oblivious to the horror of the human world must be.
Speramus meliora; resurgret cineribus. We hope for better things; it will rise from the ashes,
Apollo and the little fruit demon, they
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,
That you would have me seek into myself
For that which is not in me?
I am Caesar not Rex
Prince Achilles! Aristos Achaion! As
What? Why? "What? Why?" Zoelner asked. Mac glared at the mind-reading man. "Who are you?" he demanded. "Carnac the Magnificent or somethin'?
Cletus's famous sausage is famous." Cletus's
What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?
I have been in love with the thought of Heraclitus.
Silenus or Nymphs and
How do you kill a vampire?"-Mac "Hope hes not"-Barrons
IOU one Roman praetor.
She will be returned safely.
Sit tight.
Otherwise you'll be killed.
XOX, the Hunters of Artemis.
SCORPIUS: Always.
Miss MacIntosh, My Darling stands out in my mind as the most significant innovative novel since Ulysses and The Waves. Marguerite Young has added epic grandeur to the philosophical novel. Every page gleams with the poetry of existence.
Is demum miser est, cuius nobilitas miserias nobilitat. Unhappy is he whose fame makes his misfortunes famous. Lucius Accius, Telephus
I think I'll call you Cygnus," Chelsea said.
"The swan?" I said. A bit precious, but it could have been worse.
She shook her head. "Black hole. Cygnus X-1.
Cucullus non facit monachum; that's as much to say, as I wear not motley in my brain.
Lord Maccon reflected upon the state of his life wherein he had somehow gained a spouse who could not give a pig's foot for the latest dresses out of Paris but who whined about not owning an aethographic transmitter. Well, at least the two were comparable obsessions so far as expense was concerned.
Under the volcano! It was not for nothing the ancients had placed Tartarus under Mt. Aetna, nor within it, the monster Typhoeus, with his hundred heads and - relatively - fearful eyes and voices.
When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.
Majorian presents the welcome discovery of a great and heroic character, such as sometimes arise, in a degenerate age, to vindicate the honor of the human species.
Entrusting her memory to the wind, to the embrace of the silent sentinel trees and to the care of the faithful stars, her namesake, pure and everlasting, the uncontained universe contained in her: Cassiopeia.
THE "GLORI A SCOTT
Raven." There was a long pause as Ronan regarded his hand. "Maybe a crow. But I doubt it. I ... yeah, seriously doubt it. Corvus corax."
Even drunk, Ronan knew the Latin name for the common raven.
Who does not more admire Cicero as an author than as a consul of Rome?
stole the ambrosia of the gods and was cursed by Zeus to be trapped forever between a bountiful fruit tree and a pool of water. Whenever he tries to eat, the branches rise away. When he tries to drink, the water recedes. It's the source of the English word tantalize.
A gathering nimbus obscured the sun's light and out from the gathered clouds looped and coiled the guardian of the avian world. With a trail of inferno in her wake, it was Alicanto
Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape
Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine.
Apollodorus came, Caesar saw, Cleopatra conquered.
A clue! From M!"
"Who's M?"
"Maybe M is for Mackintosh! Maybe Grabes ans Mackintosh are in cahoots!"
"Or maybe M is for Mom. Also, who says 'cahoots'?
James Joyce's Ulysses
Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis. He snatched the lightning from the sky and the sceptre from tyrants.
He had a Cro-Magnon forehead,
At this point I meet Me face to face. I am Mary MacLane: of no importance to the wide bright world and dearly and damnably important to Me.
You're Mac, and I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters.
I'm not the hero, Mac. Never have been. Never will be. Let us be perfectly clear: I'm not the antihero, either, so quit waiting to discover my hidden potential. There's nothing to redeem me.
Cassia.
Even far away, I know it's her by the way her dark hair tangles with the wind and how she stands on the red rocks of the Carving. She's more beautiful than snow.
Is this real?
She points to the sky.
Calamus fortior gladio.
Suetonius, in holding up a mirror to those Caesars of diverting legend, reflects not only them but ourselves: half-tamed creatures, whose great moral task is to hold in balance the angel and the monster within - for we are both, and to ignore this duality is to invite disaster.
In 2012, Apple dropped the "Mac," and the operating system became known as OS X.
Ulysses was not comely, but he was eloquent,
Yet he fired two goddesses of the sea with love
How about Pithecanthropus Erectus? Was it really he who ate the apple? Or was it Homo Pekiniensis?
Michael Varus drew his sword. 'My father is Janus, the god of two faces. I am used to seeing through masks and deceptions.
Second only to the master of us all, Clodia has become the most discussed person in Rome. Versus of unbounded obscenity are scribbled about her over the walls and pavements of all the baths and urinals in Rome.
Marsilius of Padua, whose Defensor Pacis in 1324 was a forthright assertion of the supremacy of the state.
The myth is not my own; I have it from my mother. Euripides
Ilauria on Phaedrus: His love was like the sun and the moon all wrapped in one.
Aziraphale. The Enemy, of course. But an enemy for six thousand years now, which made him a sort of friend.
I'm very proud to say that Buddy MacMaster is my uncle. He gives credibility to what I do and I'm glad I can carry that MacMaster name because he has created such a good name.
Handsome as sin and more dangerous than the devil himself, Braden MacAllister had but one affliction in life. He adored all women.
This grossly advertised wonder [Venice], this gold idol with clay feet, this trompe-l'oeil, this painted deception, this cliche-what intelligent iconoclast could fail to experience a destructive impulse in her presence?
It was Mac who first made me think about the way food brought people together - and kept them apart.
And among them all Taurus Antinor, praefect of Rome, with his ruddy hair and bronzed skin, his massive frame clad in gorgeously embroidered tunic.
Ut onimous sergimous. As one, we rise.
It shall be a duty and a pleasing sport to wander with Momus beneath the tropic stars where Melpomene once stalked austere.
Lord Maccon, being Lord Maccon and good at such things, then changed, right there in the Thames, from dog-paddling wolf to large man treading water. He did so flawlessly, so that his head never went under the water. Professor Lyall suspected him of practicing such maneuvers in the bathtub.
What is your name?"
"Again sir, that is no concern of yours."
"A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda."
...
"Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?"
"Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
ODYSSEUS I cannot recommend a rigid spirit.
JULIA: Oldest daughter of Julia and Agrippa. Owner of the smallest dwarf in Rome. Exiled in AD 8.
Alis volat propiss. (She flies with her own wings.)
Parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus.
(Mountains are in labour, a ridiculous mouse will be born)
Rome Archer, if you don't wake up right this second so I can tell you that I love you, I swear I'm going to name this baby something ridiculous like Daffodil or Rover and I'm going to let your brother be in charge of haircuts until he or she is old enough to complain.
Kenneth MacAlpin unifies the Picts and the Scots.
He was born of a human-fungal love affair that shook the court of Onddo. His mother was a human, a princess of the court, by the name of 'Agatha'. His father was the notorious pirate captain, AGARICUS AUGUSTUS - THE PRINCE.
CALUMNUS, n. A graduate of the School for Scandal.
You know, every time it comes, every time that light comes on or every time that camera comes on, every time that microphone comes on, the Mac Man seek and destroy.
Centurion! Would you like to be a cavalryman one last time? There are Venicones who escaped when your line was broken to be hunted down, and Tribune Licinius has ordered me to take the best men available in their pursuit. Leave this hairy gentleman to watch the fun, and join us in the hunt!
The greatness of Mac Rebennack, alias, Dr. John, also known as John Crieux, rests on his command of the musical use of idiomatic expression. Not a technically well-endowed singer, nor a great songwriter, he leaves his mark through the discipline and control he exerts over all that he touches.
Ausonius must be read to be believed! As poet, no subject is too trivial for him; as courtier, no flattery too excessive.
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle that's curded by the frost from purest snow.
Mac reflected on the Unseelie King and his concubine:
He'd loved her for all time
After he'd believed she was gone
Sunshine to his ice.
Frost to her fever.
I wished them forever.
You, too, beautiful girl.
The Unseelie King was gone.
The heel of Achilles
Demetrius appeared
Plutus himself,
That knows the tinct and multiplying med'cine,
Hath not in nature's mystery more science
Than I have in this ring.
You should see Nina's clan tartan," she said, pouring herself more tea. "It's white with orange, green, and royal blue. Horrendous."
"We took to calling any obnoxious pattern Clan MacGarish," I said.
"Or MacHideous," added Laurence.
"MacUgly," I continued.
"MacClash," he countered.
The hot macadam pulled on his shoes, like desire ...
Hello, Goddess."- Roman Arceneaux
Gobartes the son of Artabazos
Max is short for General Maximus Decimus Meridius.
Lady, I was gonna cut you some slack, 'cause you're a major mythological figure ... but now you've just gone nuts!
Atticus, ixnay issingpay off the oppercay.
this is chesters mac.i gave her what she wanted.i give them all what they want.i'm not responsible for how fucking soulless their wants are.
RYODAN- BURNED
Caius was one of those who gloried in his ignorance, called his lack of letters purity, scorned any subtlety of thought or expression. A man for his time, indeed.
Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.
Casildea de Vandalia, the rawest and best
Ulysses is son to Laertes, but he is father to Telemachus, husband to Penelope, lover of Calypso, companion in arms of the Greek warriors around Troy, and King of Ithaca. He was subjected to many trials, but with wisdom and courage came through them all ... he is a complete man as well, a good man.
I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry, Whence this excess of joy? What has befallen me? And from within a thrilling voice replies, Thou art in Rome! A thousand busy thoughts Rush on my mind, a thousand images; And I spring up as girt to run a race!
Unraveling the web of Penelope.
You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exsist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
"I do.
Oh, Lady Maccon, I am unreservedly in love with her. That black hair, that sweet disposition, those capital hats.
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!
Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?
Brutus No, Cassius. For the eye sees not itself But41 by reflection, by some other things.
The raven himself is hoarse, that croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan under my battlements ... Lady Mac
O latest born and loveliest vision far of all Olympus' faded hierarchy.
It begins and ends with Mackenzie.