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1 " 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
2 " When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him. "
3 " I found myself grinning until my cheeks hurt, my scalp prickling till I thought it might lift off my head. My tongue ran away from me, giddy with freedom. This, and this, and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much. I did not have to worry that I was too slender, or too slow. This and this and this! I taught him how to skip stones, and he taught me how to carve wood. I could feel every nerve in my body, every brush of air against my skin. "
4 " And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. "
5 " He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. "
6 " But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart? "
7 " Patroclus,' he said. He was always better with words than I. "
8 " For who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? "
9 " Wealth and reputation were the things our people had always killed for. "
10 " There is no honour in betraying your friends. "
11 " This and this and this. "
12 " He looked different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight. "
13 " He looked different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight. I found myself wishing he would wake so that I might watch the life return. "
14 " He knew, but it was not enough. The sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin. When he died, all things swift and beautiful and bright would be buried with him. "
15 " There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles,” Chiron said. “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think?”“Perhaps,” Achilles admitted.I listened and did not speak. Achilles’ eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know it in dark or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness. "
16 " There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles,” Chiron said. “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. Do you think? "
17 " Exile might satisfy the anger of the living, but it did not appease the dead. "
18 " The never-ending ache of love and sorrow. "
19 " We cannot say who will survive the holocaust of memory. "
20 " Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only. "