Greek Myths

Chaos was first to appear, the Gaea, earth, the broad-bosomed, unshakable base of things, then Tartarus, windswept and dark, deep in the caverns of broad-wayed earth. And, Eros, the fairest of all the immortals, arose, who frees us from all our sorrows, but ruins our hearts’ good sense, breaking wisest intentions of gods and mortals alike. From Chaos came Erebus, darkness, and Nyx, night, mother of Eether, radiance, and Hemera, day; these Nyx conceived by uniting with Erebus, gloomy and somber.
--Hesiod, Theogony (116-125)



I taught them to divine from random sounds, chance meetings in the road, the swoop of birds; To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; to defy power which seems omnipotent; To love and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent—this like thy glory, Titan is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life, Joy...