Zagreus Quotes

mi se deschide privirea văd o altă lume în groapă mă vizitează strămoșii în groapă apollo, zagreus, pan, zamolxis,nietzsche și poate în sfârșit voi muri de fericire

For him, too, starting over, departures, a new life had a certain luster, but he knew that only the impotent and the lazy attach happiness to such things. Happiness implied a choice, and within that choice a concerted will, a lucid desire. He could hear Zagreus: "Not the will to renounce, but the will to happiness.

Sabazios is a very specific god in his own right who became conflated with Zagreus, the local horned deity of Crete. Certainly there appears to have been a presence of a Dionysian current in Minoan Crete before the arrival of Sabazios, particularly in terms of tauromorphic (bull-formed) imagery; and in the epic Dionysiaca the poet Nonnus describes this Zagreus as the ‘former Dionysos’, suggesting that Zagreus represented the Dionysian current before the Mycenaean Greeks took over Minoan Crete.

So that the vines burst from my fingers And the bees weighted with pollen Move heavily in the vine-shoots: chirr---chirr---chir-rikk---a purring sound, And the birds sleepily in the branches. ZAGREUS! IO ZAGREUS!

Happiness implied a choice, and within that choice a concerted will, a lucid desire. He could hear Zagreus: 'Not the will to renounce, but the will to happiness

So many evenings had promised him happiness that to experience this one as happiness itself made him realize how far he had come, from hope to conquest. In the innocence of his heart, Mersault accepted this green sky and love soaked earth with the same thrill of passion and desire as when he had killed Zagreus in the innocence of his heart

I’m sorry, Zagreus, but it’s been a long time since I talked about certain things. So I don’t know any more—or I’m not sure. When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears. Like that sky. It’s rain and sun both, noon and midnight. You know, Zagreus, I think of the lips I’ve kissed, and of the wretched child I was, and of the madness of life and the ambition that sometimes carries me away. I’m all those things at once. I’m sure there are times when you wouldn’t even recognize me. Extreme in misery, excessive in happiness—I can’t say it.