Ciara

“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.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I love you, with a touch of tragedy and quite madly.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, Letters to Sartre

“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I should have gone through life half awake if you'd had the decency to leave me alone. Awake intellectually, yes, and emotionally in a way; but here--" He pointed with his pipe stem to his heart; and both smiled. "Perhaps we woke up one another. I like to think that anyway.”
― E.M. Forster