Justine

“He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Mortals may age, but the gods are prisoners of their own infantile whimsies, never capable of change and never knowing what it is to love because they dare not risk the suffering of loss.”
― Jennifer Saint, Ariadne

“He smiled, and his face was like the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles