For lo, all the days of man are as a leaf that is fallen and as the grass that withereth. Thou too shalt be forgotten, like the flowers that falleth on the grass, like the wine that is poured out and...
For all the Gods are one God, she said to me then, as she had said many times before, and as I have said to my own novices many times, and as every priestess who comes after me will say again, and all...
Desidererò sempre una felicità fuori della mia portata? si chiese d'un tratto. Oppure imparerò con il tempo a vivere appagata all'interno delle nebbie che ci circondano?
Customs have no reason; they simply are.
But if men do not believe in more than one life, Igraine protested, shaken, how will they avoid despair? What just God would create some men wretched, and others happy and prosperous, if one life were...
But I mind, Bart said savagely. I'd like to see a world where I could have my picture taken, say, with Tommy on my lap if I want to. For every woman who got upset because I wasn't, shall we say, avail...
Speak not against anyone whose burden you have not weighed yourself.
Consort—and it is for you to prepare
This I have known since first I trod the path—a time comes when there is only despair, when you seek to tear the veil from the shrine, and you cry out to her and know that she will not answer because...
One man was bad enough, who would want others who might be worse?
If your priests are right, said Viviane calmly, I am already thoroughly damned and you may save your breath.
I could write pages and pages about the delights of being a full-time housewife and mother and trying to write and support a family with two babies—but I don’t use that kind of language in public.
As life grew better, happier, safer, did it also lose some indefinable edge which made it worth living at all?
A king must protect his people from outsiders, from invaders, and lead his people to defend themselves—a king must be the first to thrust himself between the land and all danger, just as a farmer stan...
This is the great secret, which was known to all educated men in our day: that by what men think, we create the world around us, daily new. And
Why should I waste my breath with a curse? I would as willingly bid you Godspeed to your own heaven, and may your God find more pleasure in your company than I do.
It had to do with the knowledge that the world was as it was because of what men believed it was... year by year, these past three or four generations, the minds of men had been hardened to believing...
If I, who am rhu'ad, do not break the laws, she said, then no one will ever dare to break them, and our planet will stagnate in dead traditions.
But I am Niniane of Avalon, and I account to no man on this earth for what I do with what is mine -- yes, mine and not yours. I am not Roman, to let some man tell me what I may do with what the Goddes...
For all the Gods are one god (...) and all the Goddesses are one Goddess, and their is only one Initiator. And to every man his own truth, and the God within.