Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

We read Greek and Norse mythology until it came out of our ears. And the Bible.

The concept of weapons of mass destruction has its origins in Greek Mythology.

For 'Hercules,' I went for the demigod look: big and mean. When you're playing a character like the son of Zeus, you only get one shot.

I used to like Norse mythology, Greek mythology, Egyptian mythology. All mythology!

To be half-naked for a Greek mythology movie, it's a piece of art. You know, there's nothing vulgar in there.

Obviously you don't want to mess with an Achilles. That is for sure.

I think that the Greeks were extremely ambivalent about the stories of Amazons: they found them both thrilling and rather daunting at the same time.

He was trying to fit this Herakles onto the one he knew.

Aphrodite strikes again, huh? You're gonna be the best-dressed warrior in town, beauty queen.

Procrustes was an editor.

Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.

Nefertiti is like Athena born from the brow of Zeus, a head-heavy armored goddess. She is beautiful but desexed.

Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence... someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence, certainly never.

You really are here. (Thanatos) Hair of the dog, baby. Sooner or later, we all dance with the devil. Tonight, it’s your turn. (Zarek)

'You're Dionysus,' I said. 'The god of wine.' Mr. D rolled his eyes. 'What do they say these days, Grover? Do the children say "Well duh!"?' 'Y-yes, Mr. D.' 'Then, "Well, duh!" Percy Jackson. Did you think I was Aphrodite, perhaps?' 'You're a god.' 'Yes, child.' 'A god. You.'

Zeus it seems has given us from youth to old age a nice ball of wool to wind-nothing but wars upon wars until we shall perish every one.

Mnemosyne, one must admit, has shown herself to be a very careless girl.

I have become rather like King Midas, except that everything turns not into gold but into a circus.

Mythologically speaking, if there's anything I hate worse than trios of old ladies, it's bulls. Last summer, I fought the Minotaur on top of Half-Blood Hill. This time what I saw up there was even worse: two bulls. And not just regular bulls - bronze ones the size of elephants. And even that wasn't bad enough. Naturally they had to breathe fire, too.

I've been prepping for my role as Medusa.

I've got this." Apollo stepped forward. His fiery armor was so bright it was hard to look at, and his matching Ray-Bans and perfect smile made him look like a male model for battle gear. "God of medicine, at your service.

The sirens sing sotto voce these days, and the young already have enough wax in their ears to pass them by without danger.

He threw his head back and sang, "'I am a centaur, yes, a centaur is what I am.' It's not like you to wax, Artemis" "Foaly is singing," said Holly. "Surely that's illegal?

The great god Pan is dead.

Percy: The Heka-what? Annabeth: The Hundred-Handed Ones. They called them that because... well, they had a hundred hands. They were the elder brothers of the Cyclopes. Tyson: Very powerful. Wonderful! As tall as the sky. So strong they can break mountains! Percy: Cool. Unless you're a mountain.