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Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
To the counsell of fooles a woodden bell.
the cloak of Sorrow: O
Brastias. My friend." Uh-oh, this couldn't be good. "Do you lie to me?"
"Uh ... no."
"See? That's a lie!
the only true saviours are german
Remorseless time! fierce spirit of the glass and scythe,
what power can stay him in his silent course, or melt his iron heart with pity!
Soulless. Banished. But never forgotten.
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,
That you would have me seek into myself
For that which is not in me?
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Sing, goddess, of Achilles' ruinous anger
Which brought ten thousand pains to the Achaeans,
And cast the souls of many stalwart heroes
To Hades, and their bodies to the dogs
And birds of prey.
What in the name of Zeus's testicles?
between Scylla and Charybdis,
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.
What is the status of Sak-tak and his squad? Report!" "We ran into a Rakorsian squad, and they were all killed." "Glory to the Ssrisk!" "No, you misunderstand. I mean, the Ssrisk squad was killed." "Eternal pain and torment to the Rakorsian scum!
One has no protecting power save prudence.
[Lat., Nullum numen habes si sit prudentia.]
The cool enchantment of evening has arrived after the prostrating heat of summer's day and we lie quietly in anticipation of Your luminous appearance - Mysterious Selene, Whose Lunar Orb relieves the dark of night.
Szeth-son-son-Vallano, Truthless of Shinovar, sat atop the highest tower in the world and contemplated the End of All Things.
The rich will make temples for Siva. What shall I, a poor man, do? My legs are pillars, the body the shrine, the head the cupola of gold.
Either you pursue or push, O Sisyphus, the stone destined to keep rolling.
[Lat., Aut petis aut urgues ruiturum, Sisyphe, saxum.]
A Companion Picture XII. The Fellow of Delicacy XIII.
Solemnity is the shield of idiots
So wary as to disappear for centuries and reappear but never caught, the unicorn has been preserved by an unmatched device wrought like the work of expert blacksmiths ...
Excellence when concealed, differs but little from buried worthlessness.
[Lat., Paullum sepultae distat inertiae
Celata virtus.]
Chadwickius frenemus,
He holds the most frightening and terrible of all of the Shards. Ponder on that for a time, you old reptile, and tell me if your insistence on nonintervention holds firm. Because I assure you, Rayse will not be similarly inhibited.
Zeus, first cause, prime mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?
In Yuan" Alizadeh whispered to Kiram, "they have a word for a man who fights a darkness he cannot defeat."
"What is it?" Kiram asked.
"A fool," Alizadeh replied.
The Saviour's shield of love surrounds us.
Yes, Severus does seem the type, doesn't he? So useful to have him swooping around like an overgrown bat.
My curiosity sister of larks.
Remember, our kind protects you Normals from the Pures. We are the rope tied between man and super-beast. A rope forever dangling from the precipice.
I tap Zetania's shoulder and ask, "What's a precipice?"
"A cliff's edge," she whispers.
Precipice. Must be a French word.
Nosoi?" Percy planted his feet in a fighting stance. "You know, I keep thinking, I have now killed every single thing in Greek mythology. But the list never seems to end."
"You haven't killed me yet," I noted.
"Don't tempt me.
Patron Saint of Failures St Birgitta of Sweden.
Clary?" he thought.
Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. "What is it? What's happened? Did my mom find out I'm gone?"
"Not yet," he thought back. "Is Azazel the cat from the Smurfs?"
There was a long pause. "That's Azrael, Simon. And no more using the magic rings for Smurfs question.
History has scarcely deigned to notice [Libius Severus's] birth, his elevation, his character, or his death.
Pride the first peer and president of hell.
Thnks fr th mmrs- Gabe
Of evils one should choose the least.
[Lat., Ex malis eligere minima oportere.]
Nemo tam divos habuit faventes,
Crastinum ut possit sibi polliceri.
Nobody has ever found the gods so much his friends that he can promise himself another day.
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Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis. He snatched the lightning from the sky and the sceptre from tyrants.
Keep what you have got; the known evil is best.
[Lat., Habeas ut nactus; nota mala res optima est.]
That affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence.
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
Solitudinem faciunt pacem appellant. They make a wilderness and they call it peace.
Quintilius Varus, Give me back my legions!
Xavier, who looks just like Zeus, not that I have any idea what Zeus looks like ...
A hopeless exile from his native home, From death alone exempt - but cease to mourn; Let all combine to achieve his wish'd return; Neptune atoned, his wrath shall now refrain, Or thwart the synod of the gods in vain.
A just fortune awaits the deserving.
[Lat., Fors aequa merentes
Respicit.]
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.
What was it but a figure of darkness whose sole care had been to safeguard the rising of a star. And that was Jean Valjean's secret.
What art thou Faustus, but a man condemned to die?
Persimmius. He is your man. You can find him in the old temple district, close to Shat Swamp.
O cowardly amd tyrannous race of monks, persecutors of the bard, and the gleemen, haters of life and joy! O race that does not draw the sword and tell the truth! O race that melts the bones of the people with cowardice and with deceit! ("The Crucifixion Of The Outcast")
My mother used to always tell me that my father was a man who fought for the weak. He had courage and righteous heart. In the name of my father, I will kill Mundus!
I'll be your foil, Laertes: in mine ignorance your skill shall, like a star i' the darkest night, stick fiery off indeed.
In those days the Great Enemy, of whom Sauron of Mordor was but a servant, dwelt in Angband in the North, and the Elves of the West coming back to Middle-earth made war upon him to regain the Silmarils which he had stolen; and the fathers of Men aided the Elves.
Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made.
CASSIO: Dost thou hear, my honest friend?
CLOWN: No, I hear not your honest friend, I hear you.
CASSIO: Prithee, keep up thy quillets.
Are you sure Savitar is on our side?" Nick
"I can hear you, kid," Savitar growled "And yeah. I'm on your side."
"Just checking. My other former allies turned out to be myths.
He understands muslin
Per ardua ad astra. Through adversity to the stars.
I'm feeling a little sauvage
Fallaces sunt rerum speciaes. The appearances of things are deceptive.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind
Selsdon Man is designing a system of society for the ruthlessness and the pushing, the uncaring. His message to the rest is: you're out on your own.
Siva, O Siva, carry my boat to the other shore!
Unstoppable soul, determined spirit.
Sefi, what do you think? SheSefi-- Pierce Brown
The thought was this: to write the Sibeliuses' story from start to finish. To cull their story from the thousands or millions of conversations I had with them over the century that I knew them. To turn it into a book." -Elixir
The more we deny ourselves, the more the gods supply our wants.
[Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit,
A dis plura feret.]
As we see censorship it is a stupid giant traffic policeman answering "Yes" to "Am I my brother's copper?" He guards a one-way street and his semaphore has four signs, all marked "stop.
Sala-manda-strong>stronstrong>, look out here we come,
A thief a warrior and a mole.
Though the quest may take its toll,
We'll march until we reach our goal,
Is that you?" came Shurq's voice from the darkness within.
"Why yes," Bugg said, "it is."
"Liar. You're not you, you're Bugg. Where's Tehol? I need to talk to Tehol.
Your shadow stealthily leaves nothing of where you go, like a poisoned needle that sews together my footsteps. Your light pliantly strikes the water tower, like a lightning bolt that severs the source of my life. -Soifon
The Ventoux is a god of Evil, to which sacrifices must be made. It never forgives weakness and extracts an unfair tribute of suffering.
THE MARK OF ATHENA BABY!!!!!!
Who, noteless as the race from which he sprung,
Saved others' names, but left his own unsung.
I turned and faced the Olympians.
"We need a shroud," I announced, my voice cracking. "A shroud for the son of Hermes.
Its not Wingardium Levio-sa its wingrardium levi-o-sa
I have sworn with my tongue, but my mind is unsworn.
[Lat., Juravi lingua, mentem injuratem gero.]
The strongest steel is forged by the fires of hell. (Savitar)
Whose are these?" Sevro asks me. "Daddy's," I tell him. "So you guessed." Sevro laughs. "He's locked in Apollo's dungeons." "The stupid Pixie!" He laughs again.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
In Greek mythology, Cassandra was given the gift of prophecy, except - due to her rejection of Apollo's affections - nobody would ever believe her warnings.
I knew the answer, and
of course
so did Ramses. He has superb breath control and always gets in ahead of me.
SIGURD. Man's will can do this and that; but fate rules in the deeds that shape our lives - so has it gone with us twain.
In many ways, the cycle of violence in Silo Eighteen was no different than what took place elsewhere. Beyond being more severe, it was the same waxing and waning of the mobs, of each generation revolting against the last, a fifteen-to-twenty-year cycle of bloody upheaval. Victor
SCORPIUS: The what? The where? Look, I am as excited as you are to be a rebel for the first time in my life - yay - train roof - fun - but now - oh.
I am the god Apostolos. The Harbinger of Telikos. The Final Fate of all. Beloved son of Apollymi the Great Destroyer. My will makes the will of the universe. [Apostolos / Acheron Parthenopaeus]
Tristan. The killspell is meant for him. Protect him, just as he would protect you.
Nope, it was the Great Immortal Agitator: Lassiter
Avoid the politic, the factious fool,
The busy, buzzing, talking harden'd knave;
The quaint smooth rogue that sins against his reason,
Calls saucy loud sedition public zeal,
And mutiny the dictates of his spirit.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
The result justifies the deed
(Exitus acta probat)
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd
SCORPIUS: Thank you for being my light in the darkness
Seid was the storm and the winds and the sea. I was his light beacon, keeping him away from the rocks. But he thought I had betrayed him.
Who will guard the Guardians?