Desiree

“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

“Even loneliness, hollow and cold, becomes so familiar it starts to feel like a friend.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Just because something has always been done does not mean that it ought to be done.”
― Samantha Shannon, The Priory of the Orange Tree