Maha Mapara

“Maybe her gods are kinder than ours, and she will find rest. I would give my life again to make it so”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“The word I use is hubris. Our word for arrogance that scrapes the stars, for violence and towering rage as ugly as the gods.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“He was watching me closely, reading my face over and over, like a priest searching the auguries for an answer. I could see the slight line in his forehead that meant utmost concentration.
Something shifted in me then, like the frozen surface of the Apidanos in spring. I had seen the way he looked at Deidameia; or rather the way he did not. It was the same way he had looked at the boys in Phtia, blank and unseeing. He had never, not once, looked at me that way.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Are you frightened?" I asked. The first call of a nightingale in the trees at our backs.
"No," he answered. "This is what I was born for.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles