#grima

The wise speak only of what they know, Gríma son of Gálmód. A witless worm have you become. Therefore be silent, and keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy words with a serving-man till the lightning falls.' There was a roll of thunder. The sunlight became blotted out from the eastern windows; the whole hall became suddenly dark as night. The fire faded to sullen embers. Only Gandalf could be seen, standing white and tall before the blackened hearth. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#galmod #gandalf #grima #snake #death

Any effort that has self-glorification as its final destination is bound to end in disaster.When you try to climb a mountain to prove how big you are, you almost never make it. And even if you do,it's a hollow victory. In order to sustain the victory, you have to prove yourself again and again in some other way, and again and again and again, driven forever to fill a false image, haunted by the fear that the image is not true and someone will find out. That's never the way. ↗

— Robert Pirsig

#art

We don't think about pilgrimage in this country. We don't think about meditation. The idea of taking a six-week walk is totally foreign to most Americans. But it's probably exactly what we need. ↗

— Emilio Estevez

#country #exactly #foreign #idea #meditation

W-what do you want?" I asked, thankful that my voice only trembled a little bit. That Cat Didn't blink. "Human," he said, and if a cat could sound patronizing, this one nailed it, "think about the absurdity of the question. I am resting in my tree, minding my own business and wondering if I should hunt today, when you come flying in like a bean sidhe and scare off every bird for miles around. Then, you have the audacity to ask what I want." He sniffed and gave me a very catlike stare of disdain. "I am aware that mortals are rude and barbaric, but still. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#funny #grim #grimalkin #meghan #wyldwood

The Nevernever is dying, human. It grows smaller and smaller every decade. Too much progress, too much technology. Mortals are losing their faith in anything but science. Even the children of man are consumed by progress. They sneer at the old stories and are drawn to the newest gadgets, computers, or video games. They no longer believe in monsters of magic. As cities grown and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we." "What can we do to stop it?" I whispered. "Nothing." Grimalkin raised a hind leg and scratched an ear. "Maybe the Nevenever will hold out till the end of the world. Maybe it will disappear in a few centuries. Everything dies eventually, human. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#dying #grimalkin #death

To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #grimace #impersonal #impossible #light

The hajj is one of the five essential practices of Islam; when they make the pilgrimage to Mecca, Muslims ritually act out the central principles of their faith. ↗

— Karen Armstrong

#central #essential #faith #five #islam

Real love is a pilgrimage. It happens when there is no strategy, but it is very rare because most people are strategists. ↗

— Anita Brookner

#happens #love #love is #most #people

Religion points to that area of human experience where in one way or another man comes upon mystery as a summons to pilgrimage. ↗

— Frederick Buechner

#another man #area #comes #experience #human

My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. ↗

— John Bunyan

#get #give #him #i #me