Angels and demons were identical--interchangeable archetypes--all a matter of polarity. The guardian angel who conquered your enemy in battle was perceived by your enemy as a demon destroyer.
I try not to put my purse on the floor - demons will get into it.
It's only when a man tames his own demons that he becomes the king of himself if not of the world.
On calm days, you always think you've conquered them. You think that in the end you've finally done them in. That you've got rid of them for good, now and forever. But that seldom happens. Most of the time, the demons are still there, lurking somewhere in the shadows. Tirelessly waiting for the moment when our guard drops. And when love goes away.
I was always fascinated by fairy stories, fantasy, you know, demons, necromancers, gods and goddesses, everything that is out of our kin and out of our everyday world. I was always interested in enchantment and magicians and still am.
Maybe that's all demons ever are. People like us, doing things without even knowing what we're doing.
Do you think me cruel?” Neith asked. “Oh, yes, I collect the pockets of my enemies. ” “Horrifying,” I said. “I didn’t know demons had pockets. ” “Oh, yes. ” Neith glanced in either direction, apparently to be sure no one was eavesdropping. “You just have to know where to look.
If I let them take away my demons, I'll have to give up what I've found.
The occultist is brought into intelligent communication with the spirits of the air, and can receive any knowledge which they possess, or any false impression they choose to impart. . . the demons seem permitted to do various wonders at their request.
You have to search the absolute demons of your soul to make a great record.
Prison always has been a good place for writers, killing, as it does, the twin demons of mobility and diversion
When I hear alcoholics talk about having their demons, I think that they're probably absolutely literally correct.
There is this persistent theme in all of these notions that death is made more easy, whatever that means, if you've learned the territory before you get there. And you know, in the Mahayana Buddhist situation it even becomes as extreme as saying; 'life is essentially a preparation for death, a studying of the maps of a learning of the skills a packing of your picnic basket so that when you get out there and demons are sniffing you up one side and down the other you don't bungle your mantras'.
The Fundamentalist Christians have told me that I am a slave of Satan and should have my demons expelled with an exorcism. The Fundamentalist Materialists inform me that I am a liar, charlatan, fraud and scoundrel. Aside from this minor difference, the letters are astoundingly similar. Both groups share the same crusading zeal and the same lack of humor, charity and common human decency. These intolerable cults have served to confirm me in my agnosticism by presenting further evidence to support my contention that when dogma enters the brain, all intellectual activity ceases.
Whoever prays for those who hurt him lays the demons low; but he who opposes his affronter is bound to the demons.
This one's like that because it's about these things that I think weigh heavily on me in terms of my own failings and the things that I worry about and my personal demons. Is the sum of my personal demons greater than the things that I like about myself? Is this moment - because it's a particulary high tension, scary moment for all of us in terms of the global climate - going to bring out the best or the worst in us?
three out of four demons prefer barbeque sauce over hemoglobin
He who cannot overcome his own demons could never defeat another
We are hunting the demons that haunt others. We get a smell and off we go. And you know why, Sunil? You know why we are so good at hunting the demons of others? Because we are so good, gifted even, at stalking and evading our own. But all demons hunters think that they are really heroes, and you know what all heroes need?
Nor did demons crucify Him; it is you who have crucified Him and crucify Him still, when you delight in your vices and sins.