Brenna

“But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“This was how mortals found fame, I thought. Through practice and diligence, tending their skills like gardens until they glowed beneath the sun. But gods are born of ichor and nectar, their excellences already bursting from their fingertips. So they find their fame by proving what they can mar: destroying cities, starting wars, breeding plagues and monsters. All that smoke and savor rising so delicately from our altars. It leaves only ash behind.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe

“Well, that's not easy to answer when the question is so stupidly put...”
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Garden of Paradise

“I thought: I cannot bear this world a moment longer. Then, child, make another.”
― Madeline Miller, Circe