| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 18 | 937 | "When you View more quotes about lost">lost your images of yourselves, and learned your humanity, in your diverse ways, and shame, you abandoned your myths, your songs, and would accept only the meat of animals, as though one so lofty as yourself must be either Priest-King or beast. |
| 18 | 938 | Your pride demanded either the perfection of the myth or the perfection of its most villainous renunciation. |
| 18 | 939 | If you were not the highest, you would demand to be the lowest; if you were not the best, you would be nothing less than the worst; if there was not the myth there was to be nothing". |
| 18 | 940 | Samos now spoke softly. |
| 18 | 941 | "There is something," he said, "between the fancies of poets and the biting, and the rooting and sniffing of beasts". |
| 18 | 942 | "What?" I asked. |
| 18 | 943 | "Man," he said. |