Neleus..The son of Poseidon! A birth that came from the mate of a god and a mortal woman. Not plain at all! So it was, when the gods love, mate as humans with humans! From such a union two children were born, both boys. Their mother placed them in a small boat, and dropped it into the sea. The sea loved and saved them, children of Neptune were anyway! The river itself is connected with the sea, fresh water with salt, the land and the sea.." The sea herself guided us like legendary heroes into this new place .".It couldn't be differently. Children of the Gods aren't we, our race? Have similar origin and similar history! Could not abandoned us, prey and exposed, like the two babies? . Katerina Kostaki
Name one hero who was happy." I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back." You...
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Madeline Miller
I have done it, " she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R...
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Madeline Miller
Love cannot live where there is no trust.
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Edith Hamilton
Do you think we can be friends?” I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend.
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Priya Ardis
Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.” British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you.
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Priya Ardis
More Quotes By Katerina Kostaki
The Poetry of LoveWe see the world with the eyes of a small child. We visualize the beauty of the world with an unique magic sense, and unfold our deeper feelings and expectations diffusing the seizing negative forces that stretch out their threatening tentacles. We...
And what happens around us , simply happens because we haven't learned to love. Till this moment , people would have to go through the same paths , experience similar events , blinded , full of wrath, imprisoned and bounded by themselves. They will star...
I write because I hope. I write because I have faith. Hope. Hope alike a fresh flower grows in the sand of my heart .Faith.Faith alike the Sea will be perishing only when Sea disappears .
Whatever you are dreaming of to create wait not for other people doing it for you. Give breath in your dreams, your creations. Become the Creator in your small or greater dreams!
