“I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands.”
― Circe
― Circe
“You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you.”
― Circe
― Circe
“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.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“He is half of my soul, as the poets say.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
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