Jordan

“He knew, but it was not enough. The sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin. When he died, all things swift and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Did you know, he says, every time you make somethin, any time you make anythin, a little bit of yer spirit goes into it?”
― Moira Young, Blood Red Road