Quotes about furies (11 Quotes)


    The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on?

    It's wrong to presume their entire motivation is driven by respect for a lost friend. Tyrone were a wrecking ball yesterday, a fusion of furies that attacked every sense. But they thrive on it That game tested us to the limit, ... To win any game is good, to win any final is fantastic. But to win it when you are pushed to the limit, that's the ultimate.

    In the domain of Political Economy, free scientific inquiry meets not merely the same enemies as in all other domains. The peculiar nature of the material it deals with, summons as foes into the field of battle the most violent, mean and malignant passions of the human breast, the Furies of private interest.

    Life is fury, he'd thought. Fury sexual, Oedipal, political, magical, brutal drives us to our finest heights and coarsest depths. Out of furia comes creation, inspiration, originality, passion, but also violence, pain, pure unafraid destruction, the giving and receiving of blows from which we never recover. The Furies pursue us Shiva dances his furious dance to create and also to destroy. But never mind about gods Sara ranting at him represented the human spirit in its purest, least socialized form. This is what we are, what we civilize ourselves to disguise the terrifying human animal in us, the exalted, transcendent, self-destructive, untramelled lord of creation.

    A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk the parching air Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire. Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd, At certain revolutions all the damn'd Are brought, and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes,extremes by change more fierce From beds of raging fire to starve in ice Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round, Periods of time thence hurried back to fire.



    The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either,black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand.



    It swam crossways in the direction of the Nautilus with great speed, watching us with its enormous staring green eyes. Its eight arms, or rather feet, fixed to its head, that have given the name of cephalopod to these animals, were twice as long as its body, and were twisted like the furies' hair.




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