Lyra

“What will you tell them?'
'I will tell them nothing.' The answer came with no hesitation, clear and crisp.
'It is not for them to say what I will do.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Amusement flashed in his eyes.
I had fed off that look once, when I had been starving and thought such crumbs a feast.”
― Madeline Miller

“At least you are not dead," Clytemnestra says.
Neither Tyndareus nor any other Spartan would agree that a life with shame is better than a glorious death, but Clytemnestra doesn't care.
She would rather live. Glory is something she can earn later.”
― Constanza Casati

“Clytemnestra dances with her eyes closed, her strong legs following the rhythm.
Helen's movements mirror her sister's but are more composed and graceful, as if she were afraid of losing herself.
Her feet light and precise, her arms like wings, she looks ready to take flight and soar high, away from the other's eyes. But she can't rise, so she keeps dancing, relentless.
Clytemnestra dances for herself; Helen dances for others.”
― Constanza Casati