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“He seemed to be staring at the chain hanging from the ceiling fan. Seconds later, he confirmed this by reaching out and tugging the chain.
Light clicked on.
He tugged the chain again.
Light went off.
Oh for gods' sake, he had a mean case of ADD sometimes. "Apollo," I snapped.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“How in the fuck is that even possible? Was Hades sleeping on the job o something?"

"Yes, Seth, he took a nap and Perses snuck in the back door and let them out. Then they skipped through the Vale of Mourning, stopped to have a pic-a-nic and then decided to leave the Underworld all slow-like, and all the while Hades was chillin' and doing nothing."

That sounded probable.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“She kissed his chest. "Thanks for letting me into your heart."
He tucked her hair behind her ear. "You walked in like you had a key.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“I have a pullout couch, and I could sleep in the living room. You can have the bedroom."
"I'm sorry. No." Mel put her hand on his chest, her eyes sparkling. "I have to draw the line there. I should at least get sex out of this deal or this really would be a tragedy.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“He twisted the heavy gold ring around his finger. It had been in his family for generations, passed down to each eldest child along with the family mission of once again ushering in the Golden Age of Man.
His great-great-grandfather had been the first of their Order to make physical progress toward the ultimate goal: to free the powerful prisoners from the center of the Earth.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“The nine Greek Muses, awakened again for this generation of man and meant to inspire mankind forward in the sciences and the arts.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“The Order of the Titans had agreed with his assessment. This generation, the Order would be successful where previous generations had failed, because this time they would steal mankind's inspiration. They would kill the muses for the greater good....
For the good of mankind.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“I'm a sucker for a guy with scars, so for your protection, we should probably stick to the case."
"I'm not scared.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Solving crimes is like following a spider web. Everything is connected in some way. It's just figuring out where things intersect so I can find the spider in the middle.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Something was going on. Something big, like the dreams that brought her sisters together. But this time, it wasn't a theater bringing them together. It was a killer tearing them apart.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Inspiration before intercourse.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Every generation, the nine daughters of Zeus are reborn, and with their rebirth are also nine Guardians. They will be marked by the gods, and given gifts to protect his treasure. Their abilities will only be unlocked when they find their muse.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Scars and a thrill seeker. Gods help her...”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“He gripped her hips tightly. "I need you," he whispered, and her heart pounded in answer.
She rose up over him and slowly settled onto his erection, moaning as each inch of him filled her, enjoying every second.
"Made for me," he growled beneath her.”
― Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

“Milton's Eve! Milton's Eve! ... Milton tried to see the first woman; but Cary, he saw her not ... I would beg to remind him that the first men of the earth were Titans, and that Eve was their mother: from her sprang Saturn, Hyperion, Oceanus; she bore Prometheus" --

"Pagan that you are! what does that signify?"

"I say, there were giants on the earth in those days: giants that strove to scale heaven. The first woman's breast that heaved with life on this world yielded the daring which could contend with Omnipotence: the stregth which could bear a thousand years of bondage, -- the vitality which could feed that vulture death through uncounted ages, -- the unexhausted life and uncorrupted excellence, sisters to immortality, which after millenniums of crimes, struggles, and woes, could conceive and bring forth a Messiah. The first woman was heaven-born: vast was the heart whence gushed the well-spring of the blood of nations; and grand the undegenerate head where rested the consort-crown of creation. ...
I saw -- I now see -- a woman-Titan: her robe of blue air spreads to the outskirts of the heath, where yonder flock is grazing; a veil white as an avalanche sweeps from hear head to her feet, and arabesques of lighting flame on its borders. Under her breast I see her zone, purple like that horizon: through its blush shines the star of evening. Her steady eyes I cannot picture; they are clear -- they are deep as lakes -- they are lifted and full of worship -- they tremble with the softness of love and the lustre of prayer. Her forehead has the expanse of a cloud, and is paler than the early moon, risen long before dark gathers: she reclines her bosom on the ridge of Stilbro' Moor; her mighty hands are joined beneath it. So kneeling, face to face she speaks with God. That Eve is Jehova's daughter, as Adam was His son.”
― Charlotte Bront毛, Shirley

“A silhouette stepped toward us, and another wave of pure power ripped through the throne room. "I'm only going to warn you once, Cronus," said a voice, dark and dangerous. "Get the hell away from my wife.”
― Aimee Carter, Goddess Interrupted

“What in the fuck are you?”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“Themes of descent often turn on the struggle between the titanic and the demonic within the same person or group. In Moby Dick, Ahab鈥檚 quest for the whale may be mad and 鈥渕onomaniacal,鈥� as it is frequently called, or even evil so far as he sacrifices his crew and ship to it, but evil or revenge are not the point of the quest. The whale itself may be only a 鈥渄umb brute,鈥� as the mate says, and even if it were malignantly determined to kill Ahab, such an attitude, in a whale hunted to the death, would certainly be understandable if it were there. What obsesses Ahab is in a dimension of reality much further down than any whale, in an amoral and alienating world that nothing normal in the human psyche can directly confront.
The professed quest is to kill Moby Dick, but as the portents of disaster pile up it becomes clear that a will to identify with (not adjust to) what Conrad calls the destructive element is what is really driving Ahab. Ahab has, Melville says, become a 鈥淧rometheus鈥� with a vulture feeding on him. The axis image appears in the maelstrom or descending spiral (鈥渧ortex鈥�) of the last few pages, and perhaps in a remark by one of Ahab鈥檚 crew: 鈥淭he skewer seems loosening out of the middle of the world.鈥� But the descent is not purely demonic, or simply destructive: like other creative descents, it is partly a quest for wisdom, however fatal the attaining of such wisdom may be. A relation reminiscent of Lear and the fool develops at the end between Ahab and the little black cabin boy Pip, who has been left so long to swim in the sea that he has gone insane. Of him it is said that he has been 鈥渃arried down alive to wondrous depths, where strange shapes of the unwarped primal world glided to and fro . . . and the miser-merman, Wisdom, revealed his hoarded heaps.鈥�
Moby Dick is as profound a treatment as modern literature affords of the leviathan symbolism of the Bible, the titanic-demonic force that raises Egypt and Babylon to greatness and then hurls them into nothingness; that is both an enemy of God outside the creation, and, as notably in Job, a creature within it of whom God is rather proud. The leviathan is revealed to Job as the ultimate mystery of God鈥檚 ways, the 鈥渒ing over all the children of pride鈥� (41:34), of whom Satan himself is merely an instrument. What this power looks like depends on how it is approached. Approached by Conrad鈥檚 Kurtz through his Antichrist psychosis, it is an unimaginable horror: but it may also be a source of energy that man can put to his own use. There are naturally considerable risks in trying to do so: risks that Rimbaud spoke of in his celebrated lettre du voyant as a 鈥渄茅r猫glement de tous les sens.鈥� The phrase indicates the close connection between the titanic and the demonic that Verlaine expressed in his phrase po猫te maudit, the attitude of poets who feel, like Ahab, that the right worship of the powers they invoke is defiance.”
― Northrop Frye, Words with Power: Being a Second Study of the Bible and Literature

“Creation at this time, peopled as it was by primal deities whose whole energy and purpose seems to have been directed towards reproduction, was endowed with an astonishing fertility. The soil was blessed with such a fecund richness that one could almost believe that if you planted a pencil it would burst into flower.”
― Stephen Fry, Mythos: The Greek Myths Retold

“Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!”
― Raven

“Flirting and foreplay came easy to Erica. Before she鈥檇 turned twenty, Erato awakened inside her. Erato was the Greek Muse of Lyrics鈥� and Erotic Poetry. She had a gift for inspiring passion.”
― Lisa Kessler, Breath of Passion

“What if I promise to keep my pants on?鈥� The smile in his voice had butterflies fluttering in her stomach.
She stared up at the ceiling. 鈥淔ine. But you鈥檒l have to leave mine on, too.鈥�
鈥淲ell, shit.鈥� His laughter warmed her all over. 鈥淵ou drive a hard bargain.鈥�
鈥淚鈥檓 all about hard things.鈥� She ran her tongue along her teeth.
鈥淵ou do have that effect on me.”
― Lisa Kessler, Breath of Passion

“Are all firefighters as hot as you?”
― Lisa Kessler, Breath of Passion

“It made the woman feel like a thousand seas had come together from all worlds, like faraway lands had been bridged together, and the vastness of the known and the unknown were somehow easier to comprehend.”
― M.C. Sburlea, In Roman Times: Empires and Madness

“Do you know what happens when Titans go to war? Gods rise to power.”
― Hollow Ryan, Hawthorn

“THE MUSES

Calliope (Cal-LIE-oh-pee) Muse of Epic Poetry
Clio (CLEE-oh) Muse of History
Melpomene (Mel-PAH-muh-nee) Muse of Tragedy
Terpsichore (Terp-SIC-or-ree) Muse of Dance
Thalia (THAL-ee-uh) Muse of Comedy

GODS OF TITANOMACHY

Mnemosyne (NEM-AH-suh-nee) Goddess of Memory
Ouranos Her Father
Gaea Her Mother
Cronus Her Brother
Rhea Cronus's Wife
Themis and PhoebeMnemosyne's Sisters
Prometheus and Epimetheus Mnemosyne's Nephews”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“There's a type out there sees an architect or an engineer, an industrialist, as a sort of titan. A god among men. I don't figure the titan thinks much about it. I think he's a freak of nature, got eyes like steel, got a bulletproof heart. Guys like that don't compete with each other, they compete with all history and all the future too, and they do it with ice water in their veins. Maybe they're right, to waste not a minute wondering whether they might be wrong. How would them pyramids have come to be, weren't for slave drivers and forced labor?”
― Brooks, Malcolm

“There was no sure, steady decline into the water, but rather it felt like something was pulling them down. As if the titans the ship had been named after had wrapped a hand around her, and were drawing her deep into the depths of the ocean.”
― Charlotte Anne Hamilton, The Breath Between Waves

“The old gods were the Titans. Humans are the Olympians. We banished the previous generation of gods to make gods of ourselves. But billions of humans still swear their allegiance to the deposed gods.”
― David Sinclair, Transcendental Magic: The Rise of the New Magicians