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  • #1
    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

  • #2
    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

  • #3
    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

  • #4
    Madeline Miller
    “He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “I am made of memories.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #6
    Madeline Miller
    “I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.
    "Go," she says. "He waits for you."

    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

  • #7
    Madeline Miller
    “That is — your friend?"
    "Philtatos," Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #8
    Madeline Miller
    “This, I say. This and this. The way his hair looked in summer sun. His face when he ran. His eyes, solemn as an owl at lessons. This and this and this. So many moments of happiness, crowding forward.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #9
    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

  • #10
    Oscar Wilde
    “Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #11
    Oscar Wilde
    “Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #12
    Virginia Woolf
    “There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #13
    Virginia Woolf
    “Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #16
    Virginia Woolf
    “I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me. I am arch, gay, languid, melancholy by turns. I am rooted, but I flow.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #17
    Virginia Woolf
    “I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #18
    Virginia Woolf
    “I was always going to the bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #19
    Anne Carson
    “Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”
    Anne Carson (Translator), Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

  • #20
    Anne Carson
    “Come back! Even as a shadow, even as a dream.”
    Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

  • #21
    “Pylades: I’ll take care of you.
    Orestes: It’s rotten work.
    Pylades: Not to me. Not if it’s you.”
    Anne Carson, Euripides

  • #22
    Sophocles
    “Do I not live? Badly, I know, but I live.”
    Sophocles, The Oresteia: Agamemnon, The Libation Bearers, The Eumenides

  • #23
    Anne Carson
    “I am a restrained person.
    Otherwise my heart would race past my
    tongue to pour out everything.
    Instead I mumble,
    I gnaw myself.
    I lose hope.
    And my mind is burning.”
    Anne Carson, An Oresteia

  • #24
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #25
    Anthony Doerr
    “Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.”
    Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

  • #26
    Sophocles
    “I need one food:
    I must not violate Elektra”
    Sophocles, Electra

  • #27
    Anne Carson
    “You remember too much,
    my mother said to me recently.
    Why hold onto all that? And I said,
    Where can I put it down?”
    Anne Carson, Glass, Irony and God

  • #28
    S.E. Hinton
    “Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold . . .” The pillow seemed to sink a little, and Johnny died.”
    S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

  • #29
    S.E. Hinton
    “It seemed funny to me that the sunset she saw from her patio and the one I saw from the back steps was the same one. Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.”
    S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

  • #30
    Maggie Stiefvater
    “Noah crouched over Gansey's body. He said, for the last time, 'You will live because of Glendower. Someone else on the ley line is dying when they should not, and so you will live when you should not.'
    Gansey died.
    'Goodbye,' Noah said. 'Don't throw it away.'
    He quietly slid from time.”
    Maggie Stiefvater, The Raven King



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