Quotes About Mythology

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.

Oh, tell her some of them! I think Circe would appreciate the witchcraft. What about the hundred girls who died while you heaved over them?

But why did the madness come?" "The gods wished to punish him," Chiron answered.

Later Achilles would play the lyre, as Chiron and I listened. My mother's lyre. He had brought it with him.

Name one hero who was happy." I considered. Heracles went mad and killed his family; Theseus lost his bride and father; Jason's children and new wife were murdered by his old; Bellerophon killed the Chimera but was crippled by the fall from Pegasus' back. "You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward. "I can't." "I know. They never let you be famous AND happy." He lifted an eyebrow. "I'll tell you a secret." "Tell me." I loved it when he was like this. "I'm going to be the first.

Her eyes widened when she saw me, just like her statue's. She bowed her head. "Aunt Circe," she said. "I am glad to meet you. I am Ariadne.

Ve con cuidado mañana, eres el mejor de los hombres, el mejor de los mirmidones.

embossed with the story of the princess Danae. Zeus had wooed her in a shower of golden light, and she had borne him Perseus, Gorgon-slayer, second only to Heracles among our heroes.

Her skin, we suddenly remembered, was rumored to be gilded, her eyes dark and shining as the slick obsidian that we traded our olives for.

En los cuentos, los dioses tienen el poder de demorar el curso de la luna a su voluntad para que una noche tenga la duración de varias. Así fue aquella noche, había una lluvia de horas que jamás parecía acabar, y nosotros las bebimos con ansia, sedientos después de todas las semanas que habíamos estado separados.

It was strange to see her among mortals; she made all of them, guards and Peleus alike, look bleached and wan, though it was her skin that was pale as bone.

Divine blood purified our midday race, bred heroes from dust and clay.

Achilles' miracle was his speed.

There is no law that gods must be fair,

Achilles smiles as his face strikes the earth.

Yes," he said. "That is how it works, Circe. I tell Father that my sorcery was an accident, he pretends to believe me, and Zeus pretends to believe him, and so the world is balanced. It is your own fault for confessing. Why you did that, I will never understand.

I could imagine my half-sisters with their long golden hair and painted eyes, bent on pretty knees.

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

I fucked the sacred bull, all right? Now get the thread.

Tell me a hero who was happy. -There isn't.

Iphigenia. A tripping name, the sound of goat hooves on rock, quick, lively, lovely.

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?

We were all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.

i thought, this is what achilles will feel like when he's old. and then i remembered: he will never be old