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  • From forty to fifty a man is at heart either a stoic or a satyr. -- Arthur Wing Pinero
  • My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns, / Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay. -- Christopher Marlowe
  • Great," Percy said. "Seven of us against Hercules." "And a satyr!" Hedge added. "We can take him. -- Rick Riordan
  • Around the hero everything turns into a tragedy, around the demigod, a satyr-play, and around God--what? perhaps a "world"? -- Friedrich Nietzsche
  • I fear that we are such gods or demigods only as fauns and satyrs, the divine allied to beasts, the creatures of appetite, and that, to some extent, our very life is our disgrace. -- Henry David Thoreau
  • All through the deep blue night The fountain sang alone; It sang to the drowsy heart of the satyr carved in stone. The fountain sang and sang But the satyr never stirred- Only the great white moon In the empty heaven heard. -- Sara Teasdale
  • Tell me", he wanted to say, "everything in the whole world" - for he had the wildest, most absurd, extravagant ideas about poets and poetry - but how to speak to a man who does not see you? who sees ogres, satyrs, perhaps the depth of the sea instead? -- Virginia Woolf
  • ...it seemed to me I was living in an insane asylum of my own making. I wnt about with all these fantastic figures: centaurs, nymphs, satyrs, gods and goddesses, as though they were patients and I was analyzing them. I read a Greek or Negro myth as if a lunatic were telling me his anamnesis. -- Carl Jung
  • After the satyrs filed in to dinner, the Hermes cabin brought up the rear. They were always the biggest cabin. Last summer it had been led by Luke, the guy who fought with Thalia and Annabeth on top of Half-Blood Hill. For a while, before Poseidon had claimed me, I'd lodged in the Hermes cabin. Luke had befriended me...and then he'd tried to kill me. -- Rick Riordan
  • Hooves clomping over the whitewashed planks, Doren sprinted along the boardwalk after Rondus, a portly satyr with butterscotch fur and horns that curved away from each other. Puffing hard, Rondus cut through a gazebo and started down the stairs to the field. Only a few steps behind, Doren went airborne and slammed into the heavyset satyr. Together they pitched violently forward into the grass, staining their skin green. -- Brandon Mull
  • He nodded nervously. "?He looks like a magician. I hate magicians. They usually have rabbits.' I stared at him. "?You're scared of bunnies?' "?Blah-hah-hah! They're big bullies. Always stealing celery from defenceless satyrs. -- Rick Riordan
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