I rest not from my great task! To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the Immortal Eyes of man. Blake, Jerusalem: The Emanation of the Giant Albion
In an eccentric way one might say of Apollo what Schopenhauer says, in the first part of The World as Will and Representation, of man caught in the veil of Maya: "Even as on an immense, raging sea, assailed by huge wave crests, a man sits in a little rowboat trusting his frail craft, so, amidst the furious torments of this world, the individual sits tranquilly, supported by the principium individuationis and relying on it." One might say that the unshakable confidence in that principium has received its most magnificent expression in Apollo, and that Apollo himself may be regarded as the marvelous divine image of the principium individuationis, whose looks and gestures radiate the full delight, wisdom, and beauty of "illusion." -Nietzsche, The Birth of Tragedy
You’ve endured so patiently the walls we’ve built perhaps you’ll give the cities one more hour and grant the churches and cloisters two. And those that labor—let their work grip them another five hours, or seven, before you become forest again, and water, and widening wilderness in that hour of inconceivable terror when you take back your name from all things. Just give me a little more time! I want to love the things as no one has thought to love them, until they’re worthy of you and real.
"Be winged. Be the father of all flying horses," roared Aslan in a voice that shook the ground.
I cannot think of the deep sea without shuddering at the nameless things that may at this very moment be crawling and floundering on its slimy bed.... -HP Lovecraft
It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.
To whatever degree he may have desacralized the world, the man who has made his choice in favor of a profane life never succeeds in completely doing away with religious behavior. -Mircea Eliade
When the conscious identity merges with an archetype: beating his wings harder and harder, Icarus soared up into the sky...
Many creations stories begin with a Mother Sea, out of which land or light appear, images of the emergence of consciousness out of the unconscious.
"If he thought at all, but I don't believe he ever thought, it was that he and his shadow, when brought near each other, would join like drops of water, and when they did not he was appalled. He tried to stick it on with soap from the bathroom, but that also failed." -JM Barrie, Peter Pan
"I give you the end of a golden string; Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven’s gate, Built in Jerusalem’s wall." -William Blake
"The ancestors are, of course, the archetypes — they are the psychological ancestors." CG Jung