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""what if that tongue is not only the symbol of a void, but is itself a void, what is the tongue is cut out? can one take pleasure in loss without losing oneself entirely? the vietnamese i own is the one you gave me, the one whose diction and syntax reach only the second grade level"" — Jan 23, 2024 08:39PM
""what if that tongue is not only the symbol of a void, but is itself a void, what is the tongue is cut out? can one take pleasure in loss without losing oneself entirely? the vietnamese i own is the one you gave me, the one whose diction and syntax reach only the second grade level"" — Jan 23, 2024 08:39PM
“I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.
"Go," she says. "He waits for you."
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― The Song of Achilles
"Go," she says. "He waits for you."
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― The Song of Achilles
“It is right to seek peace for the dead. You and I both know there is no peace for those who live after.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
― 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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