Angela

“I saw then how I had changed. I did not mind anymore that I lost when we raced and I lost when we swam out to the rocks and I lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. For who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? It was enough to watch him win, to see the soles of his feet flashing as they kicked up sand, or the rise and fall of his shoulders as he pulled through the salt. It was enough.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

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

“And you think that no one but me can kill Hector.'
'Yes.' I said.
'And you think to steal time from the Fates?'
'Yes.'
'Ah.' A sly smile spread across his face; he had always loved defiance. 'Well, why should I kill him? He's done nothing to me.'
For the first time then, I felt a kind of hope.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“What had Deidameia thought would happen, I wondered, when she had her women dance for me? Had she really thought I would not know him? I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell, I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles