Quotes About Love

Qué era lo que más quería? - Su amante, Patroclo. No me apreciaba mucho, pero también es cierto que los buenos guerreros nunca me aprecian. Aquiles enloqueció tras su muerte; o estuvo a punto de enloquecer.

I would not care," I said. The words scrabbled from my mouth. "Whatever you became. It would not matter to me. We would be together." "I know," he said quietly, but did not look at me.

And then I remembered, he will never be old.

Onu sevseydim çoktan çekip gitmi? olurdu, oysa kaç?nmam tekrar tekrar geri dönmesine neden oluyordu.

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

I'm going to be the first." He took my palm and held it to his. "Swear it." "Why me?" "Because you're the reason. Swear it." "I swear it," I said, lost in the high color of his cheeks, the flame in his eyes.

Madeline Miller

Philtatos" He said sharply. Most beloved "Best of men and slaughtered by your son.

moment he woke and knew me. Our limbs slid against one another, on paths that we had traced so many times before, yet

I could recognize him by touch alone, 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.

When I am dead, I charged you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.

We were like gods, at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

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

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.

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.

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.

Madeline Miller

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.

?ki çocu?u vard?. ?kisini de aç?kça görememi?ti. Ama belki de hiçbir anne baba evlad?n? gerçekten göremez. Bakt???m?zda sadece kendi hatalar?m?z?n bir yans?mas?n? görüyoruz.

As for the goddess' answer, I did not care. I would have no need of her. I did not plan to live after he was gone

ACHILLES, it reads. And beside it, PATROCLUS.

coloro che erano morti avrebbero continuato a vivere almeno nel ricordo

You are a fool," she said. "Get down. Your halfwit death will not save him.

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.