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“When he speaks at last, his voice is weary, and defeated. He doesn’t know how to be angry with me, either. We are like damp wood that won’t light.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“We reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake loving him in silence.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“I found myself grinning until my cheeks hurt, my scalp prickling till I thought it might lift off my head. My tongue ran away from me, giddy with freedom. This, and this, and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much. I did not have to worry that I was too slender, or too slow. This and this and this! I taught him how to skip stones, and he taught me how to carve wood. I could feel every nerve in my body, every brush of air against my skin.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
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