Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Rick Riordan

Quote by Rick Riordan

Work

The Last Olympian

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

Rick Riordan
Rick Riordan

Rick Riordan, born on June 5, 1964, is an American author known for his works that blend mythology and fantasy elements. His most famous series, 'Percy Jackson & the Olympians,' combines Greek mythology with the experiences of modern teenagers. more

You May Also Like

“Does love even have a sex? I doubt it. If you are lucky enough to love, who cares what decorative flesh your lover sports? The divine delta, that juicy fig, the powerful phallus, that scepter of state- each is only an aspect of Aphrodite, after all. We are all hermaphrodites at heart- aren't we? The delta is as soft as Aphrodite, the phallus stiff as Ares' spear. And no one wears anything for long but a coat of dust. Only the songs of passion linger”

GenderSexualityGreek MythologySappho
Author:Erica Jong
Create image

“Mother Earth never forgot, because her consciousness was not subject to time and traveled through eternity as in a unique point in time. Fearsome powers could always be on her side, forces that no one could dominate except herself, Gaia, the Earth with the vast chest. And the moment would come, inescapable, when everyone would be called to account again.”

InspirationalEarthGreek MythologyMother EarthGaia
Book:Zeus conquista el Olimpo
Create image

“In the eternal regions of consciousness, empty of space, at the same time filled with silence and animated by a fertile agitation, the Mother of all things lamented painfully. The world that she had generated to keep Chaos at a distance was convulsing, prey to passions, desires, extreme effervescence, without hope of ever finding serenity.”

WorldInspirationalCreationChaosGreek MythologyMother EarthZeusGaia
Book:Zeus conquista el Olimpo
Create image

“Persephone Speaks “I asked him for it. For the blood, for the rust, for the sin. I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about, or the fine marble of palaces, or even the roses in the mouth of servants. I wanted pomegranates— I wanted darkness, I wanted him. So I grabbed my king and ran away to a land of death, where I reigned and people whispered that I’d been dragged. I’ll tell you I’ve changed. I’ll tell you, the red on my lips isn’t wine. I hope you’ve heard of horns, but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom he kneels only to me, calls me Queen, calls me Mercy. Mama, Mama, I hope you get this. Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold, know never have I been better than when I am here. Do not send flowers, we’ll throw them in the river. ‘Flowers are for the dead’, ‘least that’s what the mortals say. I’ll come back when he bores me, but Mama, not today.”

Greek MythologyHadesPersephoneHades And Persephone
Author:Daniella Michalleni
Create image