Yet, she said to herself, form the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreaths heaped and roses; and if you asked nine people out of ten they would say they wanted nothing but this--love; while the women, judging from her own experience, would all the time be feeling, This is not what we want; there is nothing more tedious, puerile, and inhumane than this; yet it is also beautiful and necessary.
Quotes about odes (11 Quotes)
Coverage of golf's most prestigious tournament was filled with odes to Augusta, plus numerous shots of the picture-postcard setting, bees pollinating and what the host called azaleas screaming at you and dogwoods whispering to you.
Do you think that odes and sermons,
And the ringing of church bells,
And the blood of old men and young men,
Martyred for the truth they saw
With eyes made bright by faith in God,
Accomplished the world's great reformations?
My books are elegiac in the sense that they're odes to a nation that even I sometimes think may not exist anymore except in my memory and my imagination.
By chasing away the Evil in us we will also chase away the Good. This is mans paradox, to search himself without ever fully finding himself. We will have to know how to maintain the balance between Good and Evil to the best , and then turn the worst Evil in a lesser Evil and God in a better Good, so that the current Good would become a evil of the future, which can also be surpassed eventually leading to the true worldwide religious society, in which religion will no longer be seen as a set of rules according to wich we have to e singing in any moment odes and Alexandrian hymns to divinity, but more likely as an indicator of true happiness and fulfilment of humanity.
Even stones under mountain waterfalls compose odes to plum blossoms.
Mix a little foolishness with your prudence it's good to be silly at the right moment. (Odes, bk. 4, no. 12, l. 27)
Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow. Seize the day, trust as little as possible in tomorrow. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero (Odes, I.xi.1)
...who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,who were expelled from the academies for crazy publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,...
Poetry, even that of the loftiest, and seemingly, that of the wildest odes, has a logic of its own as severe as that of science and more difficult, because more subtle, more complex, and dependent on more and more fugitive causes. In the truly great poets... there is a reason assignable, not only for every word, but for the position of every word.
What's embarrassing is this guy who writes odes to Yasser Arafat. He was outside the mainstream of the Republican Party in the '70s, and what he's done in recent years shows he's outside the mainstream of America.