Eros Quote by Hilda Doolittle Download Open image “I spit honey out of my mouth: nothing is second-best after the sweet of Eros.” — Hilda Doolittle ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Eros Honey Love Mouths Second best Spit Sweet
The taste of things recovered is the sweetest honey we will ever know. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“Sheltered Garden" I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the hill-crest-- then… — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
That way of inspiration is always open, and open to everyone; it acts as go-between, interpreter, it explains symbols of the past in to-day's… — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
Could beauty be beaten out, O youth the cities have sent to strike at each other's strength, it is you who have kept her… — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
The Christos-image is most difficult to disentangle from its art-craft junk-shop paint-and-plaster medieval jumble of pain-worship and death-symbol. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
When you would think, "what was the use of it," you'll remember something you can't grasp and you'll wonder what it was. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
Thoth, Hermes, the stylus, the palette, the pen, the quill endure, though our books are a floor of smouldering ash under our feet. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
My eye-balls are glass, my limbs marble, my face fixed in its marble mask. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
The things I have are nameless, old and true; they may not be named; few may live and know. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
Soft are the hands of Love, but what soft hands clutched at the thorny ground, scratched like a small white ferret or foraging whippet… — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
The elixir of life, the philosopher's stone is yours if you surrender sterile logic, trivial reason. — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
Until it seems the whole city will be covered with gold pollen shaken from the bell-towers, lilies plundered with the weight of massive bees . . . — Hilda Doolittle Copy Share Image
“The husband is the head of the wife just in so far as he is to her what Christ is to the Church -… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
Better to be miserable with her than happy without her. Let our hearts break provided they break together. If the voice within us does… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I may now add that civilization is a process in the service of Eros, whose purpose is to combine single human individuals, and after… — Sigmund Freud Copy Share Image
Those who cannot conceive of Friendship as a substantive love but only as a disguise or elaboration of Eros betray the fact that they… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Eros is my sun, Ares is my fire, but Hephaestus is my rock, my foundation, and no matter where I go or what I… — Aimee Carter Copy Share Image
As Venus within Eros does not really aim at pleasure, so Eros does not aim at happiness. We may think he does, but when… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Writing, playing, composing, painting, reading, listening, looking-all require that we submit to being swept away by Eros, to a transformation of self of the… — Stephen Nachmanovitch Copy Share Image
The precarious ontological link between Logos and Eros is broken, and scientific rationality emerges as essentially neutral. — Herbert Marcuse Copy Share Image
“After he cut off their genitals, Chronos threw them into the sea, where they floated in a "white foam." Out of this foam‒or "Aphros”… — Charles River Editors Copy Share Image
“ Poor Nico di Angelo. The god's voice was tinged with disappointment. Do you know what you want, much less what I want? My… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“He smiled and smoothed my hair back from my forehead. He did not say a word, nor did he need to, because his affection… — April Bostic Copy Share Image