Eros (n.) is a mighty daemon, neither mortal nor immortal: a cunning huntsman, magician and sophist who dies and revives on the same day — and all he wins is forever slipping away from him.
Eros (n.) is the intermediary between mortals and immortals, carrying prayers up and commands down, so that by his mediation the universe is at one with itself.
Eros (n.) is a questionable fellow and always will be — rooted in the animal body, reaching to the highest spirit, thriving only when the two are in harmony.
Eros (n.) is a superhuman power that, like nature, lets itself be conquered as though it were impotent — and makes us pay dearly for the triumph.
Eros (n.) left unconscious always expresses itself as will to power.
Eros (n.) leads a man not only upward but downward into the uncanny dark world of Hecate and Kali — a horror to any intellectual man.
Eros (n.) swarms with illusions in a man, which naïve presumption invariably imputes to certain women.
Eros (n.) must be faithless to grow up: a man needs a love capable of forgetting his mother and bearing the loss of his first love.
Eros (n.) is the great binder and loosener — in modern terms, psychic relatedness; Logos is objective interest.
Eros (n.) entangles a man in his feminine unconscious, a shadowland to him — as Logos is to a woman a deadly boring sophistry.
Eros (n.) unites what Logos has sundered.
Eros (n.) is what Yahweh lacks: no relationship to man, only to a purpose man must help him fulfil — the paragon of creation in Job is a monster.
Eros (n.) climbs four stages — Eve, Helen, Mary, Sophia: the biological, the romantic, the devout, and wisdom, which surpasses the holiest only by the truth that the less sometimes means the more.
Eros (n.) never frees his slaves: a timid scholar who lost the woman he loved buried himself in learning to work for her in secret, until his psychoses staged the victories and love his life lacked.
Eros (n.) is interweaving and relatedness, while Logos is differentiating knowledge, clarifying light, discrimination and detachment.
Eros (n.) is neither male nor female, god nor man, stupid nor wise, in the comic poet Alexis's description, and Veranius later read the Aelia riddle as Love — a forerunner of Freud's sexual theory.