Aphrodite Monologue

Sunsets are the most beautiful, magical, mesmerizing phenomenon that occurs every day. Sunsets never miss a beat and always put on such a wonderful show to whoever stops to appreciate it. I'm sure everyone has the same question, where do sunsets come from? who makes the vibrant colors of pink, purple, deep orange, and different shades of red?

Stemming from a desired standpoint, Aphrodite, a gorgeous, perpetual young woman with a beautiful body is known as the goddess of love and beauty. Graciously assisting men charm their desired spouse with love enchantments, Aphrodite herself was no stranger to divine lovers as she held various relationships with both gods and mortals. Yet, despite her dynamic desirability and mixed personality, Aphrodite had to overcome her weak and frightful self (http://www.greek-gods.info/greek-gods/aphrodite/) due to her jealousy. Even though it was thought that she was born the daughter of Zeus and Dione, it was more frequently believed that she was born of the foam in the sea off of island Cyprus. Later on, Aphrodite went to marry lame smith Hephaestus, Olympian god of Iron, but was quietly acquiring a private affair with Ares, god of War.

“Coming, Aphrodite!” by Willa Cather is a story that portrays the elements of a romance. A definition of Romance is a strong, sometimes short-lived attachment, fascination, or enthusiasm for something. This definition describes the relationship between Don Hedger and Eden Bower. Don, who is a painter, was dark and quiet. He rejected fame and didn’t need fortune to be successful, he painted for “painters,--haven’t been born.” (37) Contrastingly, Eden was light and free spirited. She went out into the world to meet new people and to become known. Because the both of them were from totally opposite worlds, their attraction sparked like fireworks. They both were young artists wanting success and wealth out of life, but in different

In Greek mythology, each god or goddess has a unique affinity. For example, Athena is the Goddess of war, Poseidon is the God of the sea, and Aphrodite is a famous goddess known for representing beauty, love, and fertility. Aphrodite is quite popular in our world as she is the symbol of the infinitely desirable female.

The first Homeric Hymn of Aphrodite tells the story of Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love, desire, and beauty. She is the daughter of Zeus and highly regarded among both immortals and mortal men. The story recounts the power that Aphrodite possesses as well as the limitations of her power. One limitation this hymn primarily focuses on is a situation in which Aphrodite is humiliated. This myth utilizes strategies such as story structure and word choice in order to describe how Aphrodite is humiliated.

During my visit to the Tampa Museum of Art, I observed and viewed various pieces from The Classical World exhibit. While I observed numerous works, I was drawn to a specific piece due to its uniqueness when compared to the other pieces in the exhibit. In this paper, I will be describing The Torso of Aphrodite, using my own viewpoints and the elements of formal art analysis, in order to explain the uniqueness when compared to other pieces in The Classical World exhibit.

Athena and Diomedes actions and thoughts indicate that Aphrodite is week, cowardly, and overdramatic about her pain, and words like week, and cowardly suggest that Aphrodite deserves her wound because she is a major reason behind the Trojan war. In sentences 403-407 suggest that Aphrodite is over reacting to the cut on her wrist, but Homer uses words such as Fell, Begged, and help me to point out that Aphrodite is not used to pain and she is not feeling well. On lines 417-423, Diane comforts Aphrodite, and tells her that she is not the only god that got hurt during battle, and tries to calm Aphrodite. While Diane is comforting Aphrodite, she says that its Aphrodite’s fault and she should have stayed away from battle( because she is not used

Brittanie left for Sam Houston today, and I couldn't be more excited and proud of her, as she opens up a new chapter in her life. I wouldn't trade having lunch dates at La Madeline, struggling with chemistry, or having our 10 seconds of fame on the big screen at an Astros game for anything else. I'll see you soon,

And everything I am bursts into bloom. I feel as though you must, you must be mine, Not as a possession but a goal, you’re a unimaginable beauty. The free devotion of another soul. As though I were about to enter heaven Or just within the hour condemned to die, My mind with one fierce thought keeps running over, With you, and only you, the reason why”. [ a whole bunch of different

At a young age I became acquainted with life's greatest pain. Loss. My parents, the Heroes of Alrudia, went off on a mission. It wasn't that difficult a task for Luiknights of their grade and they had two additional teams to go with them. But, they never came back. I remember that day. I opened the door and came face to face with a grief stricken man. The fact that I recognized the man was a bad sign. I knew immediately that something was wrong. It was the hardest I've cried in my entire life. I thought the grief would last only a short time but it stuck with me. It devastated Jas. Then and there I knew I had to be strong. I had to be strong for her. I thought that if I hid my agony, buried it deep within myself, that I could move on. Oh how wrong I

In “Euthyphro”, a dialogue written by Plato, Euthyphro is faced with a series of questions from Socrates regarding what piety is. Euthyphro’s answers continuously contradict one another, and he cannot create a definition. Euthyphro makes reference to the Gods when stating a definition, which leads to the questions, is Euthyphro a theological voluntarist? After examining the claims of Euthyphro and the definition of theological voluntarism, it will become apparent that Euthyphro is not a theological voluntarist. This paper will first explain the definition of theological voluntarism, and what it means to be a voluntarist; next it will describe Euthyphro’s definitions of piety and the flaws of them. Finally, I will consider an objection and follow with my answer and conclusion.

As soon as she saw Momus, the God of satire, Aphrodite knew that he was the one for her. Such an exquisite man, he did not seem to know what boundaries were, and found humor in even the darkest of situations. But, when he ridiculed Zeus and was banished from Mt. Olympus, Aphrodite immediately regretted her decision to bear his child. With great feelings of angst and resentment towards Momus, once the babe was born Aphrodite abandoned her in the home of an Amazon tribe. All the baby had was her father's mask and a name- Callidora. Callidora had an extremely difficult time growing up as an Amazonian warrior. Firstly, she was extremely clumsy. She could not hold a weapon and would constantly trip over her own feet. Also, she would consistently

Zeus and his sister, Hera, soon after the fall of the Titans had a son named Eelos. Eelos was a very handsome god and surpassed Apollo. He was a very kind god, teaching man to love at the age of five. Aphrodite had taught man to love before, but Eelos taught them to love deeper and think for one another, this made Aphrodite jealous. All the gods admired Eelos for his work, which made man more humble, and therefore made them worshipped the gods more. All but Aphrodite were pleased by Eelos, who felt robbed of her position on Mount Olympus. Aphrodite was also very jealous of Eelos’ beauty since it was more than she, herself had. Aphrodite spent many days planning to take Eelos’ source of power, his beauty, and give it to herself. Aphrodite created a crafty plan to seek

Pressed against the cold wall, I emitted a set of vehement screams. I struggled against my shackles, rattling them vigorously. I let forth more screams, as a frigid object was thrust mere inches from my face. The motion recurred, but this time, the blade slashed off my ear. I howled in torment, feeling the blood gush from my wound, hoping that someone would hear my agonizing pleas and rescue me. Each time I screamed, my shouts echoed back, surpassing my own in volume. The imitations continued relentlessly as I attempted to shout more forcefully. I shouted until only one stone remained in the wall my betrayer, Montresor, was building around me. I no longer had hope, the fight was dying from me. Surely this was just a joke, a frivolous farce?

I am innocent. Why don’t you believe me? Is it because of Laci? Don’t believe that bitch, every word out of her mouth is a lie. So, if it’s not Laci, why don’t you believe me? Do you think I’m crazy? Maybe, if I explain my side of the story, I can change your mind.