There was about thirty-five hundred words in the story of Eris.
The story of Eris was Barry Annan at his easiest and most persuasive.
The nymph who brings the apples to the goddess, offers her one in each hand; and Eris, of the divided mind, cannot choose.
Now the manner in which Eris wreaked her vengeance was in this wise.
It sounded like Eris, but had nothing to do with the Goddess of Strife.
He has not missed the over easy witticism: "Tu Marcellus Eris!"
Eris is represented as a woman of florid complexion, with dishevelled hair, and her whole appearance angry and menacing.
The frightful darkness of the Jews was foretold: Eris palpans in meridie.
Tristis Eris, si solus Eris—You will be sad if you are alone.
All were bidden save one, Eris by name, the Goddess of Strife, most hateful of the immortals.
goddess of discord, from Greek eris "strife, discord," of uncertain origin. Related: Eristic.
/e'ris/ The Greek goddess of Chaos, Discord, Confusion, and Things You Know Not Of; her name was latinised to Discordia and she was worshiped by that name in Rome. Not a very friendly deity in the Classical original, she was reinvented as a more benign personification of creative anarchy starting in 1959 by the adherents of Discordianism and has since been a semi-serious subject of veneration in several "fringe" cultures, including hackerdom.
See Church of the SubGenius.