Melpomene Quotes

“Oh my gods, there you are!" Mel slapped a hand over her chest and sucked in several deep breaths, as if she had just escaped the clutches of the nine-headed Hydra. Of course, her sister would have the same reaction if she were to encounter a tiny field mouse. When it came to Mel it was either serene calm or full-on hysteria; there was no in between.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“Melpomene, my beautiful melody," Mnemosyne whispered, nuzzling the plump rolls of her baby's neck. The strong feelings this one evoked would never be denied. "You may be prone to dramatics, but that's what makes you so special, isn't it?”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“Thank you," Mel said, brushing each stallion's gorgeous mane as she climbed out of the chariot. They all responded with excited neighs.
"They like you," Thalia said.
"All animals like her," Ree pointed out. "The chickens lay more eggs for Mel than for any of the rest of us."
"It's because I take the time to get to know them," Mel said.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“The heart can be as delicate as the petals of a rose, but strength lies in the empathy and kindness it possesses.
Empathy.
Mel had described sensing what strangers around her were really feeling, and not just the image they projected to the world. That must be her gift.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“She sketched the figure of a dancing nymph, capturing the rhythmic flow of her movements with precise detail. This one would be headstrong, but her energy and passion would balance well with
Melpomene's sweet nature.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“Even though some of the so-called generosities expounded on were not very generous at all, Mel had a way of making each action seem like the most magnanimous gesture ever performed.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“Where is our mother?" the one with long, wavy hair asked. Hades could practically smell the fear rolling off her. Goodness, he loved that scent.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused

“It's nothing to fear," Mel said. "They are just souls longing for someone to care about them."
She put a hand to her chest and closed her eyes, then began a hauntingly beautiful requiem to those floating in the waters below. The wailing eased and the waters calmed.
"Oh, Mel," Calli whispered. "Your ability to empathize truly is a gift.”
― Farrah Rochon, Bemused