Eirene Quotes

I could see Eirene well enough to aim. SO I did. I aimed my weapon and thought of Bruno locked in a postcoital embrace with her. I embraced my jealousy. Then I pulled the trigger. - Celia Grave page 372

His fingers brushed the heartsfire earring on his left ear. In all the time of their estrangement, he had never removed it, wanting to feel that he still belonged to someone even if that someone no longer cared to own him.

My name is Theodosia Eirene Houzzara, Queen of Astrea, and I will endure this

Greed and hope aren't opposites. Greed and hope are twins grabbing for the same thing, one in fear and one in faith.

podría reconocer el tacto cálido y suave de Eirene en cualquier parte

May the gods bless Queen Eirene forever in the After, but until the end, she was the queen of a peaceful country. Her reign was largely untested and easy; she never had to know war until the Kalovaxians came and slit her throat. She had the luxury of being a sympathetic queen. You don't.

Thinking that the world has picked only you for tragedy is looking for mustard seeds. There is the weather and there is death. You can’t control them, and you can’t fool yourself that your name is the only one they know. They have everyone’s names in their mouths.

But greed like that didn't start out bad. What alters wanting is what's behind it. Greed and hope aren't opposites. Greed and hope are twins grabbing for the same thing, one in fear and one in faith.

I bow before no one but my queen,” Ampelio whispers, tripping over the hard edges of the Kalovaxian language. Despite his low voice, his words carry throughout the room, followed by gasps and murmurs from the court. He raises his voice. “Long live Queen Theodosia Eirene Houzzara.

Hay cosas que no se curan con un par de pociones

Feathers fall; soft as a song, light as morning dreams.

Now everything is white, like Venus, like tears upon lilies, like remembering a dream within another.

If there was light here, there could be light in other places. If there was power in me, I could spread it. I could let that power glow and make myself a beacon.

Bodies of people we love die, we leave them. Something of them remains in us, something we have to keep like we would a fossil, a story no one remembers, a Logbook. I knew that a place is just a body, no longer alive without the people that ensoul it, but it still hurt to go.

Claiming to feel ‘eirenic’ (peace-seeking) and ‘ataraxic’ (serenely indiffererent) about Evans’ and Young’s act of perfidiousness, he declared: ‘I’m certainly issuing no instructions to staff about it. It will not be deemed an act of disloyalty to go and see

When I missed the sea, I could lean my face into another person - with worry or dangerous joy or grieving - and feel their tide. The World As It Is is only a furious tide of people, linked by blood and tears and sweat, a push toward each other we can't stem.

I told her I thought about her every day since Hancock, when Esther told me, in a room that smelled of blood, that what I’d longed for was real. She said she’d come back, and maybe I’d be ready to go with her. And now it is that year, and she’s in a bedroom upstairs, and I am ready. You cannot always be in Leningrad. You are allowed to hope for something that doesn’t just save, something that builds.

Do we have an actual plan?'     'Certainly.' She sounded faintly affronted. 'We shall attend the salon in the guise of Mr. Lutrell and his faithful secretary. That's you. Then I'll draw the subject aside in order to ask her some questions about her latest work and use my art, guile, and intense personal charisma to lead her into confessing any role she might have had in the blackmailing of Eirene.'     'That doesn't sound like a plan, so much as a sequence of conversations with tremendous scope to go wrong.'     She rose imperiously from the chaise. 'I am the sorceress Shaharazad Hass. I never go wrong. I merely achieve things in a manner I had not intended.

The impossible is what we achieve through art.

You can lock me up if you like. All I need is a coffee, a notebook and a pen. And I will be free.

Poetry is dreams made tangible and yet eternal.

What alters wanting is what’s behind it. Greed and hope aren’t opposites. Greed and hope are twins grabbing for the same thing, one in fear and one in faith.

All holding hands, all heading down and away. We ran together. We didn't stop. We held on.

The Greek word translated “peace” in the Scripture is eirene. This word is equivalent to the Hebrew word shalom. Essentially, eirene embodies completeness, wholeness, and an inner resting of the soul that does not fluctuate based on outside influences. A person who is at peace is someone who is stable, calm, orderly, and at rest within. The opposite of peace, of course, is inner chaos, anxiety, and worry. This

El futuro. Sí, el futuro es aterrador. Es una sombra difusa, negra, capaz de asustarnos aún en la lejanía. Capaz de reírse de nosotros, porque podemos intuir su forma pero nunca estar seguros de qué traerá cuando finalmente se convierta en presente.

It was ours, the water at the farm, but it was no different from any other water, every drop of moisture that fell since there were only protozoa, trilobites, orthocones. It was inside every single human being. When I missed the sea, I could lean my face into another person—with worry or dangerous joy or grieving—and feel their tide. The World As It Is is only a furious tide of people, linked by blood and tears and sweat, a push toward each other we can’t stem. Water was over Mother’s grave, beside Father’s, under the boats, in my blood and the blood of everyone I loved. I felt it all. I felt the weight of all the water in the world.

One night on the roof of Amen, tending to the fire that we kept going in a scavenged washing machine drum, I asked Keller why he chose bugs and not God. He laughed, shook his head, brushed ash from his hands, scratched the beard growing in on his soft jawline. 'I have everything of the infinite in insects, Nonie. Do you know how many there are?' 'No. How many?' 'Nine hundred thousand kinds named, little warrior, maybe thirty million unidentified...we thought there were maybe ten quintillion individual insects alive on the planet. With this weather, even factoring in the extinctions, I'm sure there are lots more than that'. He laughed. 'Largest biomass there is on the Earth'.

And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is still higher than other birds upon the plain, even though they soar.... I think it means that for some people things are harder and they don't know it. But then also, things re more beautiful because they are harder, and they don't know that either.

There wasn't much left, but in Leningrad in the siege in the war the curators stayed and ate restorer's paste to stay alive and wrapped the dead and laid them in the basement until the thaw and chipped the ice off the paintings while the siege went on outside. All that mattered was that the art remained. Even if they could have run away across Lake Ladoga and into the edges of the taiga forest and hidden with what they knew, they wouldn't have left. They belonged to the art and the art belonged to them and it was a sacred duty. But so was the vision of what it would be one day when the siege was over and the windows replaced and the broken walls repaired and the museum alive again for everyone, for the world that mattered, the one they wanted.

Menta y manzanilla. Siento el rubor subiendo por mis mejillas y me pregunto cómo no se me ha ocurrido a mí. A eso supongo el beso que cerró nuestra boda, y a partir de ese todos los que vinieron y que me pasan como un torrente por la cabeza. El día del banquete con mi padre, cuando se lanzó sobre mi boca con ferocidad, dispuesto a arrebatarme el aliento. Todos los que abandonamos en labios del otro en la torre. En aquel momento me perdí en ese sabor. Menta. Menta y manzanilla.

Under the direction of the patriarch Niketas (741–775), iconoclasts removed figurative portraits (probably saints’ busts) from the council hall of the church of Hagia Sophia and replaced them with plain crosses.31 Already, by 743, Constantine V had rebuilt the earthquake-damaged church of Hagia Eirene and ordered its apse decorated with a simple, unadorned cross. Somewhat surprisingly, this cross has remained its sole decoration to this day.

These daughters of Zeus and Themis were: Eirene: The personification of peace Eunomia: The personification of law and order Dike: The personification of justice

Paul also reminds the Roman believers that “we have peace through our Lord Jesus Christ” (Rom. 5:1). Foerster helpfully writes, “The basic feature of the Greek concept of ‘eirene’ is that the word does not primarily denote a relationship between several people, or an attitude, but a state, i.e., ‘time of peace’ or ‘state of peace’ originally conceived of purely as an interlude in the everlasting state of war.

I am Theodosia Eirene Houzzara," I tell him. "and I am my people's only hope

They were named:{274} Eunomia, “Lawful Order”; Dike, “Just Retribution”; and Eirene, “Peace”. Such were the gifts that these goddesses, whom Zeus begat upon Themis, brought into the world.

Between sky and dream lies the truth.

Memories lose their power when you forgive.

Mother told me it was slow at first, the way the world changed. You could forget about it. People talked like you could fix it. A storm would pass, and they’d put things back together. Or one day there was no gas, and you learned to live without your car. “You learned to live without bananas, without airplanes,” that’s how Mother said it. She said it like losing taught you lessons you needed, until you were happy to have a day with fresh water in your apartment and a bath.

Greed and hope aren’t opposites. Greed and hope are twins grabbing for the same thing, one in fear and one in faith.

You cannot always be in Leningrad. You are allowed to hope for something that doesn’t just save, something that builds.

But her light went out, and we became untethered. All it took was the storm to knock us free.

filled up with liquid dread,

The museum was perfect for me, dark and quiet, organized and private, like the world inside my head that no one ever saw.

Like an echo in a dream, the rose petals carry your name.

Lost people don’t know that what it means to be a human is to care about other humans. They forgot