Emily

“Go," She says. "He waits for you.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“Far away in the west the sun was setting and the last glow of all
too fleeting day lingered lovingly on sea and strand, on the proud
promontory of dear old Howth guarding as ever the waters of the bay, on
the weedgrown rocks along Sandymount shore and, last but not least, on the
quiet church whence there streamed forth at times upon the stillness the
voice of prayer to her who is in her pure radiance a beacon ever to the
stormtossed heart of man, Mary, star of the sea.”
― James Joyce, Ulysses

“He smiled, and his face was like the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“His eyelids were the color of the dawn sky; he smelled like earth after rain.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles