“Our mouths opened under each other, and the warmth of his sweetened throat poured into mine. I could not think, could not do anything but drink him in, each breath as it came, the soft movements of his lips. It was a miracle.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“Have you no more memories?' I am made of memories. The memories come, and come. We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“The word I use is hubris. Our word for arrogance that scrapes the stars, for violence and towering rage as ugly as the gods.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“The poets were always correct,'' I say softly. ''You are half my soul.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
“Will I feel his ashes as they fall against mine? I think of the snowflakes on Pelion, cold on our red cheeks. The yearning for him is like hunger, hollowing me. Somewhere his soul waits, but it is nowhere I can reach. Bury us, and mark our names above. Let us be free. His ashes settle among mine, and I feel nothing.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
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