Quotes from Madeline Miller

I lean forward and our lips land clumsily on each other. They are like the fat bodies of bees, soft and round and giddy with pollen. I can taste his mouth — hot and sweet with honey from dessert. My stomach trembles, and a warm drop of pleasure spreads beneath my skin. More .

Our goddess of the moon is gifted with magic, with power over the dead. She could banish the dreams, if she wished.

i will never leave him. it will always be this, for as long as he will let me.

The king of Argos made a noise of disgust. "I'm sick to death of this tale about your marriage bed." "Then perhaps you shouldn't have suggested I tell it." "And perhaps you should get some new stories, so I don't fucking kill myself of boredom.

How easily I touch my lips to her hair, soft and smelling of lavender. She sighs a little, nestles closer. Almost, I can imagine that this is my life, held in the sweet circle of her arms. I would marry her, and we would have a child.

His fame must be worth the life he paid for it.

Pitié" était l'un d'entre eux, et elle savait aussi dire "oui, s'il te plaît" et "qu'est-ce que tu veux?" En somme ce père avait appris à sa fille les rudiments de l'esclavage.

Yüreklerimizde gerçekten ne oldu?u bilinseydi kaç?m?z affedilirdi?

Minos, king of Crete, son of Zeus and a mortal woman.

And I have never been a coward.

I do not think I would make a fit wife either. Not that my door is battered down. Apparently the market for disgraced sorceresses is thin.

I yanked my gaze to Odysseus and Diomedes and was horrified to see them smiling. "Greetings, Prince Achilles," Odysseus said. "We've been looking for you.

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell, I would know him blind, by the way his breath came and his feet struck to earth.

I see nothing but a cuckolded husband and Agamemnon's greed.

Ama yaln?z bir ya?amda, ba?ka bir ruhun sizinkinin yan?na damlad??? ender anlar vard?r, y?ld?zlar?n senede bir defa yeryüzüne sürünüp geçmesi gibi.

I have done my best," he says. "Let it be remembered I tried.

Go," she says. "He waits for you." 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.

Eskiden beri çocuklar?m?n en kötüsüydün," dedi. "?erefime leke sürmeye kalkma sak?n." "Benim daha iyi bir fikrim var. Can?m?n istedi?ini yapaca??m, sen de çocuklar?n? sayarken beni aralar?na katma.

Heracles would kill his wife again for a chance to come along.

There are no bargains between lions and men

The heavy knowledge: my father is dead. He would wake up with that thought for a long time, I knew.

Pero quizá ningún progenitor sea capaz de ver realmente a sus hijos. Cuando los miramos vemos únicamente el reflejo de nuestros propios defectos.

I suppose that is true. You said that he shaped kingdoms, but he also shaped the thoughts of men. Before him, all the heroes were Heracles and Jason. Now children will play at voyaging, conquering hostile lands with wits and words.

then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S. 'Go,' she says. 'He waits for you.