Lawrence is the supreme poet of Eros. No recriminations, no reproaches, no guilt, no 'morality'. For what's 'morality' but a leash around the neck? A noose? What's 'morality' but what other people...
Eros will have naked bodies; Friendship naked personalities.
So now I get the scepter? Jason asked.Cupid laughed.
Oh, he's not like that, said Favonius.Jason flinched. You can read my mind?I don't need to. Favonius tossed his bronze hoop in the air. has the wrong impression of Cupid... until they meet him.
Please tell me your master isn't Aeolus.That airhead? Favonius snorted. No, of course not.He means Eros. Nico's voice turned edgy. Cupid, in Latin.Favonius smiled. Very good, Nico di Angelo. I'm glad...
The story of Psyche finally made sense to him- why a mortal girl would be so afraid. Why would she risk breaking the rules to look the god of love in the face, because she feared he might be a...
Nothing? Favonius cried. The one you care for most... plunged into Tartarus, and you still will not allow the truth?Suddenly Jason felt like he was eavedropping.
Cupid said, smashing another skeleton to pieces. Nico, Jason managed to say, it's okay. I get it.Nico glanced over, pain and misery washing across his face.No you don't, he said. There's no way you...
Nico, you can do this, Jason said. It might be embarrassing, but it's for the scepter.Nico didn't look convinced. In fact he looked like he was going to be sick. But he squared his shoulders and...
Nico's voice was like broken glass. I- I wasn't in love with Annabeth.You were jealous of her, Jason said. That's why you didn't want to be around her. Especially why you don't want to be around......
The god's voice was tinged with disappointment. youI've been to Tartarus and back, Nico snarled. You don't scare me.
Cupid said. Great, Jason said. Now he's spouting greeting card messages.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Inscribed on the back was a line from Virgil in Latin: Audentes fortuna juvat. Fortune favors the...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
The rain was pattering hypnotically on the plane's exterior.
