Ellen Swan

“As later Priam comes secretly to the enemy camp to plead with Achilles for the return of his son Hector's body, he says: "'I do what no man before me has ever done, I kiss the hands of the man who killed my son."
Those words echoed round me, as I stood in the storage hut, surrounded on all sides by the wealth Achilles had plundered from burning cities. I thought: "And I do what countless women before me have been forced to do. I spread my legs for the man who killed my husband and my brothers.”
― Pat Barker, The Silence of the Girls

“She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too brightly for this world.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“They forgot everything the minute they were together again.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights