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“My hands feel empty without the garland. I watch King Peleus embrace his son. I see the boy toss the garland in the air and catch it again. He is laughing, and his face is bright with victory.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“The knife’s edge fell onto her throat, and blood spurted over the altar, spilled down her dress. She choked, tried to speak, could not. Her body thrashed and writhed, but the hands of the king pinned her down. At last her struggles grew weaker, her kicking less; at last she lay still.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“There was more to say, but for once we did not say it. There would be other times for speaking, tonight and tomorrow and all the days after that. He let go of my hand.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“That the best of the Myrmidons will die before two more years have passed.” Achilles’ face was still; utterly still. “We have known it was coming,” he said. A curt shake of her head. “No. The prophecy says you will still be alive when it happens.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles