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    Madeline Miller
    “We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #2
    Madeline Miller
    “But gods are born of ichor and nectar, their excellences already bursting from their fingertips. So they find their fame by proving what they can mar: destroying cities, starting wars, breeding plagues and monsters. All that smoke and savor rising so delicately from our altars. It leaves only ash behind.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #3
    Madeline Miller
    “I am made of memories.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #4
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #6
    Madeline Miller
    “You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #7
    Madeline Miller
    “I am air and thought and can do nothing.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #8
    Madeline Miller
    “There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #9
    Madeline Miller
    “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #10
    Margaret George
    “Some things can be recovered. Some things can be restored. But some lost things, we seek forever.”
    Margaret George, Helen of Troy

  • #11
    Madeline Miller
    “It was my first lesson. Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #12
    Homer
    “Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away.”
    Homer, The Iliad

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #14
    Homer
    “What are the children of men, but as leaves that drop at the wind's breath?”
    Homer, The Iliad

  • #15
    Sophocles
    “Oblivion - what a blessing...for the mind to dwell a world away from pain.”
    Sophocles, Oedipus Rex

  • #16
    Homer
    “Why so much grief for me? No man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate. And fate? No one alive has ever escaped it, neither brave man nor coward, I tell you - it’s born with us the day that we are born.”
    Homer, The Iliad

  • #17
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #18
    Sophocles
    “I have no desire to suffer twice, in reality and then in retrospect.”
    Sophocles, Oedipus Rex

  • #19
    Madeline Miller
    “I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me.
    If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
    As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
    “Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #20
    Madeline Miller
    “We reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake loving him in silence.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #21
    Madeline Miller
    “Chiron had said once that nations were the most foolish of mortal inventions. “No man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.”

    “But what if he is your friend?” Achilles had asked him, feet kicked up on the wall of the rose-quartz cave. “Or your brother? Should you treat him the same as a stranger?”

    “You ask a question that philosophers argue over,” Chiron had said. “He is worth more to you, perhaps. But the stranger is someone else’s friend and brother. So which life is more important?”

    We had been silent. We were fourteen, and these things were too hard for us. Now that we are twenty-seven, they still feel too hard.

    He is half of my soul, as the poets say. He will be dead soon, and his honor is all that will remain. It is his child, his dearest self. Should I reproach him for it? I have saved Briseis. I cannot save them all.

    I know, now, how I would answer Chiron. I would say: there is no answer. Whichever you choose, you are wrong.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #22
    Madeline Miller
    “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #23
    Madeline Miller
    “Have you no more memories?"
    I am made of memories.
    "Speak, then.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #24
    Madeline Miller
    “Name one hero who was happy."
    I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back.
    "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.
    "I can't."
    "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret."
    "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this.
    "I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it."
    "Why me?"
    "Because you're the reason. Swear it."
    "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.
    "I swear it," he echoed.
    We sat like that a moment, hands touching. He grinned.
    "I feel like I could eat the world raw.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #25
    Madeline Miller
    “I conjure the boy I knew. Achilles, grinning as the figs blur in his hands. His green eyes laughing into mine. Catch, he says. Achilles, outlined against the sky, hanging from a branch over the river. The thick warmth of his sleepy breath against my ear. If you have to go, I will go with you. My fears forgotten in the golden harbor of his arms.
    The memories come, and come. She listens, staring into the grain of the stone. We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #26
    Madeline Miller
    “He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #27
    Madeline Miller
    “I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #28
    Madeline Miller
    “This is what Achilles will feel like when he is old. And then I remembered: he will never be old.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #29
    Madeline Miller
    “I saw then how I had changed. I did not mind anymore that I lost when we raced and I lost when we swam out to the rocks and I lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. For who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? It was enough to watch him win, to see the soles of his feet flashing as they kicked up sand, or the rise and fall of his shoulders as he pulled through the salt. It was enough.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #30
    Madeline Miller
    “The sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin. When he died, all things swift and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles



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