#mythology

There’s a Greek legend—no, it’s in something Plato wrote—about how true lovers are really two halves of the same person. It says that people wander around searching for their other half, and when they find him or her, they are finally whole and perfect. The thing that gets me is that the story says that originally all people were really pairs of people, joined back to back, and that some of the pairs were man and man, some woman and woman, and others man and woman. What happened was that all of these double people went to war with the gods, and the gods, to punish them, split them all in two. That’s why some lovers are heterosexual and some are homosexual, female and female, or male and male. ↗

— Nancy Garden

#lesbian #lgbt #mythology #originality

Time, which sees all things, has found you out. ↗

— Sophocles

#greek-literature #mythology #classics

Charm me into giving you the red M&Ms. They’re my favorite.' I looked Hades in the eyes. 'Give me the red M&Ms.' 'Still not good enough.' 'Give me the damn M&Ms,"'I snapped. He snickered. 'That wasn’t very charming. ↗

— Kaitlin Bevis

#hades #m-ms #mythology #persephone #mythology

In the United States there's a Puritan ethic and a mythology of success. He who is successful is good. In Latin countries, in Catholic countries, a successful person is a sinner. ↗

— Umberto Eco

#countries #ethic #good #latin #mythology

For Mythology is the handmaid of literature; and literature is one of the best allies of virtue and promoters of happiness. ↗

— Thomas Bulfinch

#best #handmaid #happiness #literature #mythology

I started studying mythology, just on my own. Joseph Campbell, mysticism. ↗

— Antoine Fuqua

#i #joseph #just #my own #mysticism

THE UNICORN: The saintly hermit, midway through his prayers stopped suddenly, and raised his eyes to witness the unbelievable: for there before him stood the legendary creature, startling white, that had approached, soundlessly, pleading with his eyes. The legs, so delicately shaped, balanced a body wrought of finest ivory. And as he moved, his coat shone like reflected moonlight. High on his forehead rose the magic horn, the sign of his uniqueness: a tower held upright by his alert, yet gentle, timid gait. The mouth of softest tints of rose and grey, when opened slightly, revealed his gleaming teeth, whiter than snow. The nostrils quivered faintly: he sought to quench his thirst, to rest and find repose. His eyes looked far beyond the saint's enclosure, reflecting vistas and events long vanished, and closed the circle of this ancient mystic legend. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#mythology #unicorns #mythology

Actually, I love mythology. When I was a kid I was obsessed with myth and I wanted to be a mythologist when I grew up. Then I realized I really just like stories. ↗

— Amber Benson

#grew #i #i love #just #kid

He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. ↗

— Madeline Miller

#war #change

There seem to be only two kinds of people: Those who think that metaphors are facts, and those who know that they are not facts. Those who know they are not facts are what we call "atheists," and those who think they are facts are "religious." Which group really gets the message? ↗

— Joseph Campbell

#metaphors #mythology #religion #theism #art