#allegory

The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page. ↗

— Augustine of Hippo

#books #broad-mindedness #classic #education #imagery

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history – true or feigned– with its varied applicability to the thought and experience of readers. I think that many confuse applicability with allegory, but the one resides in the freedom of the reader, and the other in the purposed domination of the author. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#books #literature #experience

V is like a mythical situation. It's an allegory for what could happen. V has philosophies within it that actually warn against things like that happening. ↗

— David Lloyd

#against #allegory #could #happen #happening

An allegory is not meant to be taken literally. There is a great lack of comprehension on the part of some readers. ↗

— Naguib Mahfouz

#comprehension #great #lack #literally #meant

I can work in films as long as the story doesn't have a realistic nature. If I'm working with an allegory, a fantasy, it can be developed in synthetic terms. ↗

— Manuel Puig

#developed #fantasy #films #i #i can

I don't like the new trends in horror. All this torture stuff seems really mean-spirited. People have forgotten how to laugh, and I don't see anybody who's using it as allegory. ↗

— George A. Romero

#anybody #forgotten #horror #how #i

A priest is he who lives solely in the realm of the invisible, for whom all that is visible has only the truth of an allegory. ↗

— Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel

#invisible #lives #only #priest #realm

... when someone sees a soul disturbed and unable to see something, he won't laugh mindlessly, but he'll take into consideration whether it has come from a brighter life and is dimmed through not having yet become accustomed to the dark or whether it has come from greater ignorance into greater light and is dazzled by the increased brillance. ↗

— Plato

#light #plato #republic #soul #life

I mean, what does Éloa mean?” He narrowed his gaze, answered her literally. “It’s the name of an angel.” Penelope tilted her head, thinking. “I’ve never heard of him.” “You wouldn’t have.” “Was he a fallen angel?” “She was, yes.” He hesitated, not wanting to tell her the story, but unable to stop himself. “Lucifer tricked her into falling from heaven.” “Tricked her how?” He met her gaze. “She fell in love with him.” Penelope’s eyes widened. “Did he love her?” Like an addict loves his addiction. “The only way he knew how.” She shook her head. “How could he trick her?” “He never told her his name. ↗

— Sarah MacLean

#angels #eloa #love #lucifer #seduction

Humanity does not pass through phases as a train passes through stations: being alive, it has the privilege of always moving yet never leaving anything behind. Whatever we have been, in some sort we are still. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#humanity #love