Quotes Archive

I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams. Hamlet, Shakespeare.

 The Gods were what they were, and did their will upon the earth regardless of whether man regarded their doing on way or the other. Marrion Zimmer Bradley

When owls call the breathless moon in the blue veil of the night. The shadows of the trees appear amidst the lantern light. We've been rambling all the night and some time of this day, Now returning back again we bring a garland gay. Loreena Mckinnitt

Where splashed the murmur of the forest's fountains; With all her loveliness did she beseech, And all the sorrow of her wildwood charms. Madison J Cawein

If your will is to be accomplished, you must be daring; and to dare successfully you must be able to keep silence until the moment comes for action. To possess Knowledge and Power, the will must be patient. Iamblichus



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Oh, will I, some time in the all night dances, dance again? Barefoot, rapt, again. Will I throw my bared throat back to the cool night? To the way, in the green joys of the meadow. Bacchae of Euripides

Though my heart filled with sorrow my vision is clear. Although my body has faltered there is no fear, As a whirl wind of fire sweeps the darkness away, I cannot follow it is here I must stay. Aries

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost; I am the self-consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost; And yet I am! and live with shadows tost John Clare

At night, deep in the mountains, I sit in meditation. The affairs of men never reach here; everything is quiet and empty. All the incense has been swallowed up by the endless night. My robe has become a garment of dew. Unable to sleep, I walk out into the woods. Suddenly, above the highest peak, the full moon appears. Hakuin (1686-1768)

What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you're inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic. Carl Sagan

Night fell over the Earth when I sank into the miry deep, and my substance was hidden. From the depths of the water I cried out to you, and from the depths of the Earth I will call to those who pass me. A discovery of witches, Deborah Harkness

There's a sky that's changing & a bird that sings. I never once in my wayward life was heading to run out. In my lovers arms I wait for morning. I beg my god to speak and tear me apart.  P!nk

Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pins fee, and for my soul, what can it do to that, being a thing as immortal as itself?  Hamlet

Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination; do not become the slave of your model.  Van Gogh

If you hear a voice within you saying, You are not a painter, then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced. Vincent Van Gogh

Magic is the violation of probability.  Ray Sherwin 

If you would be a real seeker after truth, you must at least once in your life doubt, as far as possible, all things.  René Descartes, Discours de la Méthode, 1637

The Great Work is the uniting of opposites. It may mean the uniting of the soul with God, of the microcosm with the macrocosm, of the female with the male, of the ego with the non-ego.  Aleister Crowley 

Myths are made for the imagination to breathe life into them. . . There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night. From "The Myth of Sisyphus" by Albert Camus

The best way to know the gods is to love many things.  Vincent Van Gogh 

Here the impossible union of spheres of existence is actual. Here the past and future are conquered, and reconciled.  T.S Elliot

Each god brings its own madness. To know the god - to be accepted by it - to feel its mysteries, well you have to let that madness wash over you, and through you." "We forge bonds with the gods we choose and with the gods which choose us. Phil Hine

I saw Her worship as being collected together from the minds of men and women, the very best of ideas of which men and women were capable. That was the function for which the Goddess existed; that was the spirit from which she drew her vitality. The trick was not to reject a certain image of her, but to realize what her image meant. To extract from that image the very best in my own soul. Anne Rice, Pandora  

Arts & The Craft created in early March 2013