Quotes from Madeline Miller
Lo riconoscerei anche solo dal tocco, dal profumo; lo riconoscerei anche se fossi cieco, dal modo in cui respira, da come i suoi piedi sferzano la terra. Lo riconoscerei anche nella morte, anche alla fine del mondo.
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Lady," he said, "I am sorry to trouble you." "You have not been trouble yet," I said.
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When there is rot in the walls, there is only one remedy... Tear down, I thought. Tear down and build again
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His eyes were unwavering, green flecked with gold. A surety rose in me, lodged in my throat. I will never leave him. It will be this, always, for as long as he will let me. If I had had words to speak such a thing, I would have. But there were none that seemed big enough for it, to hold that swelling truth.
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even as he bred new ones from his famed and well-worn loins. It
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Ama yaln?z bir ya?amda, bir ba?ka ruhun sizinkinin yan?na damlad??? ender anlar vard?r, y?ld?zlar?n senede bir defa yeryüzüne sürünüp geçmesi gibi.
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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
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The sea-nymphs come for the body, trailing their seafoam robes behind them. They wash him with rose oil and nectar, and weave flowers through his golden hair. The Myrmidons build him a pyre, and he is placed on it. The nymphs weep as the flames consume him. His beautiful body lost to bones and gray ash.
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Bring him back to me,
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I loved this about him. No matter how many times I had asked, he answered me as if it were the first time
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In our day, death was preferable.
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Patroclo. —Aquiles no apretujó las sílabas de mi nombre como solía hacer la gente, que las apelotonaba todas juntas, como si quisiera liberarse del nombre. En vez de eso, hizo resonarlas todas. Pa-tro-clo.
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I have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it-in such way did I learn to live beside the rushing torrent of his doom
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Don't mind him. His wife's a hellhound bitch, and that would sour anyone's temper. Now, my wife—" "I swear." Diomedes' voice carried back up the length of the ship. "If you finish that sentence, I will throw you over the side and you can swim to Troy.
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If he had looked at me then, I would have broken. I would have begun to weep and never stopped.
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Go" , she says. " He waits for you".
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His eyes, green as spring leaves, met mine. "Patroclus. I have given enough to them. I will not give them this.
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They had no years of lean harvest, when they must scrape the bottom of their stores, and no good years either, that they might learn to save.
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I see." The centaur turned to me. "And you, Patroclus? You are worthy?" I swallowed. "I do not know if I am worthy. But I wish to stay." I paused, swallowed again. "Please.
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Las sombras del inframundo saben de los actos de los vivos
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I would know it even in madness.
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It is not you," I said. "At least there is that.
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Humillar a las mujeres parece ser el pasatiempo predilecto de los poetas
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He buried his face in his hands and did not speak. I held him and whispered all the bits of broken comfort I could find.
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