Epos Quotes

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The critics say that epics have died out with Agamemnon and the goat-nursed gods; I'll not believe it. I could never deem as Payne Knight did, that Homer's heroes measured twelve feet high. They were but men: -his Helen's hair turned grey like any plain Miss Smith's who wears a front; And Hector's infant whimpered at a plume as yours last Friday at a turkey-cock. All heroes are essential men, and all men possible heroes: every age, heroic in proportions, double faced, looks backward and before, expects a morn and claims an epos.

Hati yang penuh dengan kebencian tidak akan pernah mengenal kata puas. Kebencian adalah bara api kejam yang menghabiskan energi orang yang menghidupinya.

Kita berasal dari ketiadaan dan akhirnya kembali pada ketiadaan.

Apa gunanya kesadaran yang datang terlambat? Setiap perbuatan pasti akan membawa buah yang sepadan. Demikianlah hukum kehidupan.

Die alten Gemäuer und Holzbalken verströmten einen unverwechselbaren Geruch, einem Gütesiegel gleich, das signalisierte: Hier ist ein Ort, dessen Geschichte bis in die Zeit des Gilgamesch-Epos zurückreicht. Nachts tauchte das Licht der Straßenlaternen die Altstadtgassen in einen warmen Gelbton, mäanderte an den von verträumten Jasminsträuchern überwucherten Mauern entlang.

Anakku, jangan engkau berduka. Siapa yang bisa melipur hatiku dan hatimu. Karena kesalahanku bangsa besar ini musnah. -Dewi Gandari kepada Drupadi

People think doping is for lazy people who want to avoid hard work. That might be true in some cases, but in mine, as with many riders I knew, it was precisely the opposite. EPO granted the ability to suffer more; to push yourself farther and harder than you'd ever imagined, in both training and racing.

EPO nebeaptinkamas jau praėjus kelioms paroms (gal net valandoms) po dūrio, o poveikis tęsiasi. Jo vartojimas dažniau nustatomas netiesiogiai - pagal per daug išaugusią eritrocitų koncentraciją arba suradus preparato, tarkime, sportininko žmonos automobilio bagažinėje.

The Greek word epos means simply “word” or “story” or “song.” It is related to a verb meaning “to say” or “to tell,” which is used (in a form with a prefix) in the first line of the poem. The narrator commands the Muse, “Tell me”: enn-epe. An epic poem is, at its root, simply a tale that is told.

Apakah ada yang lebih mengagumkan daripada kesabaran dan kesucian seorang perempuan. Ia melahirkan anak, setelah menantikan dan menjaga seperti nyawabnya sendiri selama sembilan bulan. Ia melahirkan ke dunia dengan rasa sakit dan kecemasan yang luar biasa. Setelah itu satu-satunya hal yang ia pikikan hanyalah kesehatan dan kebahagiaan si anak. Dengan hati seluas samudra dan penuh pengampunan, seorang perempuan terus mencintai suami, meskipun jahat, menyia-nyiakan, membenci dan membuatnya menderita.

Demikianlah terjadinya kejahatan. Satu dosa akan melahirkan dosa lain ydan demikian pula kejahatan membenamkan jalan kebenaran. Dosa melahirkan balas dendam.

I'd just killed some of the best riders in the world - and I was clean. I'd taken nothing - no EPO, no cortisone, no testosterone, no painkillers, no caffeine. I had justified to myself that I was a great rider without drugs - yet perversely given myself the green light to dope again. I'd proved what I could do clean - how much more could I do if I was doped?

Epik şiir, taklit edici bir betimleme olarak daha az birliklidir. Her gelişigüzel epik betimlemeden birçok tragedya’nın çıkabileceği olayı bu iddiayı doğrular. Bunun için epos ozanları birlikli bir öykü (eylem) ele alırlarsa; [o zaman şu iki olasılık söz konusu olur]: Öykü çok kısa tutulmuşsa, şiir o zaman çok kısa olur. Yok, öykü, alışılmış bir epos uzunluğunda tutulmuşsa, o zaman da çok dağınık olur. Bunünla şunu söylemek istiyorum: Epos, birçok eylemler (olaylar) üzerine kurulmuştur. İliada ve Odysseia gibi. Kendi başına tamamlanmış bir uzunluğu olan bu eylemler, epos’un bölümlerini oluşturur. Onun (Homeros’un) bu adı geçen şiirleri insanın düşünebileceği en iyi tarzda kurulmuş olup olabildiğince de belirli bir eylemin betimlemesidirler.

Tidak semestinya meratapi orang-orang yang gugur di medan perang. Ketika jiwa meninggalkan badan, tidak ada lagi hubungan persaudaraan, kekerabatan, atau persahabatan. Kau dan putramu tidak ada hubungan lagi. Hubungan itu sudah berakhir dengan kematian. Hubungan semacam itu hanyalah hubungan yang bersifat duniawi dan hanya sebuah peristiwa kecil dalam kaitannya dengan kehidupan abadi.

Who that cares much to know the history of man, and how that mysterious mixture behaves under the varying experiments of Time, has not dwelt, at least briefly, on the life of Saint Theresa, has not smiled with some gentleness at the thought of the little girl walking forth one morning hand-in-hand with her still smaller brother, to go and seek martyrdom in the country of the Moors? Out they toddled from rugged Avila, wide-eyed and helpless-looking as two fawns, but with distinctively human hearts, already beating to a national idea; until domestic reality met them in the shape of uncles, and turned them back from their great resolve. That child-pilgrimage was a fit beginning. Theresa’s passionate, ideal nature demanded an epic life: what were many-volumed romances of chivalry and the social conquests of a brilliant girl to her? Her flame quickly burned up that light fuel, and, fed from within, soared after some illimitable satisfaction, some object which would never justify weariness, which would reconcile self-despair with the rapturous consciousness of life beyond self. She found her epos in the reform of a religious order. That Spanish woman who lived three hundred years ago, was certainly not the last of her kind. Many Theresas have been born who found for themselves no epic life wherein there was a constant unfolding of far-resonant action; perhaps only a life of mistakes, the offspring of a certain spiritual grandeur ill-matched with the meanness of opportunity; perhaps a tragic failure which found no sacred poet and sank unwept into oblivion. With dim lights and tangled circumstance they tried to shape their thought and deed in noble agreement; but after all, to common eyes their struggles seemed mere inconsistency and formlessness; for these later-born Theresas were helped by no coherent social faith and order which could perform the function of knowledge for the ardently willing soul. Their ardour alternated between a vague ideal and the common yearning of womanhood; so that the one was disapproved as extravagance, and the other condemned as a lapse.

(Riders had heard stories of some cyclists setting alarms to wake up in the middle of the night to exercise, so that their EPO-thickened blood wouldn’t cause them to suffer cardiac arrest in their sleep.)

They agreed it was time for EPO. The new drug was ubiquitous. Riders carried thermos jugs packed with ice and tiny EPO glass vials. Clink, clink, clink. You could hear the vials rattle against the ice. Clink, clink, clink. In this era of cycling, it was the sound track of the sport.

In most circumstances when we spend a lengthy amount of time at higher elevations our genes begin to subtly adjust their expression, which prompts cells in our kidneys to make and secrete more erythropoietin, or EPO for short. This hormone stimulates cells in our bone marrow to increase the production of red blood cells, as well as keep the ones already in circulation around past their typical expiration date.

Want to be so long there, Want to be here, Want to be there here.

De hecho, es probable que la EPO pasara muy veloz de la medicina al deporte y dejara un reguero de víctimas: una docena de ciclistas holandeses murieron entre 1988 y 1990 tras sufrir paros cardiacos mientras dormían. Nunca se investigó su relación con la EPO, pero parece que el ritmo lento del corazón durante el sueño hacía que su sangre densa se estancara y les provocara la muerte.

En su web «Subiendo como una moto», Mihai Simion registra los tiempos de ascensión en diversas ediciones, desde un punto a 11,7 kilómetros de la cumbre. Entre 2006 y 2015, los escaladores más destacados —como Basso, Simoni, Scarponi, Nibali o Contador— tardaban 44 o 45 minutos. Todos ellos, salvo Nibali, fueron sancionados en algún momento por dopaje. Aun así, sus tiempos se quedaron muy lejos de los que se registraron en los años del esplendor de la EPO. En 1999, Gotti, Heras y Simoni subieron el Mortirolo en 41’42”, y si tenemos en cuenta que no habían sido capaces de seguir la rueda de Pantani en todo el Giro, podemos fantasear con el tiempo supersónico que habría podido marcar el Pirata ese día, quizá poco por encima de los 40 minutos. Detrás del trío de cabeza, Niklas Axelsson subió en 43’03”; Codol y De Paoli en 43’56”; Jalabert en 43’59”; Camenzind, Mason y Gonchar en 44’34”.

Cuando el fiscal Sopriani indagó en el ordenador de Conconi, allí aparecieron los datos de Pantani. En enero de 1994, su hematocrito era del 41 %. En junio, durante sus primeras exhibiciones en el Giro, la tasa había subido al 54 %. Y en julio, cuando pisó el podio del Tour, ya era del 57 %. El fiscal afirmó que Pantani había consumido EPO pero pidió la absolución porque ninguna ley contemplaba ese hecho como delito. Pantani salió libre, pero ya se iba deslizando hacia el abismo. Nunca

Getekend is een duizelingwekkend mooi familie-epos dat een halve eeuw bestrijkt.

Najdłuższy epos literatury światowej, który nazywa się „Manas” i liczy 40 tomów, jest epopeą narodową ludu koczowniczego – Kirgizów.

Evening primrose is another essential fatty acid that benefits fertility. EPO specifically helps improve cervical mucus, making it more fertile and abundant. This in turn makes the female reproductive environment more "sperm friendly." Take this fertility herb after menstrual bleeding stops up through ovulation.

There is one monster that stalks every one of us. Death, you’ll say, yes, of course, death is his brother, but old age is the monster. This is the true (and doomed) battle, with no flashiness, no fireworks, no swords inlaid with the tooth of Saint Peter, with no magical armor and unexpected allies, without hope that bards will sing songs about you, with no rituals . . . An epic battle with no epos. Long lonely maneuvers, waiting, more like trench warfare, lying in wait, hiding out, quick sorties, prowling the battlefield “between the clock and the bed,

Kjo gjë, e mirë apo e keqe, më ka ndryshuar. Indiferenca që kam fituar është e frikshme. Ai që isha para disa vitesh nuk është më, ka shkuar me kohën. Kur jemi të vegjël duam të ndryshojmë botën, kur rritemi është bota që na ndryshon ne. Na ndryshon, sepse ndiejmë dhimbje. Kur ndien dhimbje, ndryshimi është i pashmangshëm. Është e pamundur që të mbetesh i njëjti njeri. Disa njerëz dhimbja i forcon, ndërsa të tjerët i mposht. Sa për mua…? Epo... as vetë nuk e di...!

To take a single and salient instance, to study the folk-epos of Russia, alive in the mouths of the people up to and beyond the time of Peter the Great, is to look at Homer with new and wider opened eyes.

The poetry of Homer, sprung from the soil of legend, is not yet wholly detached from it, even as the figures of a bas-relief adhere to an extraneous backing of the original block. These figures are but slightly raised, and in the epic poem all is painted as past and remote. In bas- relief the figures are usually in profile, and in the epos all are characterized in the simplest manner in relief; they are not grouped together, but follow one another; so Homer's heroes advance, one by one, in succession before us. It has been remarked that the Iliad is not definitively closed, but that we are left to suppose something both to precede and to follow it. The bas-relief is equally without limit, and may be continued ad infinitum, either from before or behind, on which account the ancients preferred for it such subjects as admitted of an indefinite extension, sacrificial processions, dances, and lines of combatants, &c. Hence they also exhibited bas-reliefs on curved surfaces, such as vases, or the frieze of a rotunda, where, by the curvature, the two ends are withdrawn from our sight, and where, while we advance, one object appears as another disappears. Reading Homer is very much like such a circuit; the present object alone arresting our attention, we lose sight of that which precedes, and do not concern ourselves about what is to follow.

Manzano confesaba haberse dopado durante los tres años que había corrido en el equipo y desgranaba las prácticas dopantes sin escatimar en detalles: desde transfusiones sanguíneas que casi acaban en una ocasión con su vida, a la utilización de todo tipo de sustancias como la hormona de crecimiento, eritropoietina (EPO), hemoglobina para animales, nandrolona, que era un anabolizante para la temporada de invierno, ya que aumentaba el músculo; cortisona, supositorios de testosterona... La lista parecía interminable y sus relatos revolvían el estómago.

Daltec’s face was green as he clung to Epos’s feathers. “I don’t understand why we couldn’t use magic to travel to Rion,” he said. “After last time, we had to be sure where we’d end up,” said Tom, allowing himself a tiny flicker of a smile. It vanished quickly when he thought about the task ahead. An ancient Beast was marching on this kingdom, guided by hands of Evil. None of the young Beasts would be able to stand up to such deadly enemies. I have to help them.