“The strands (the gods) weave out of our mortal lives are like a pattern visible only from the heavens; we here on… — Steven Saylor Copy Share Image
“But sometimes...sometimes I wake with a mad thought in my head: What if that boy's life mattered as much as anyone else's,… — Steven Saylor Copy Share Image
“I kept secrets from you. I let you believe a lie. I am an impious son. But I made my choice, as… — Steven Saylor Copy Share Image
“Men like Caesar and Pompey--they're not heroes, Meto. They're monsters. They call their greed and ambition "honour," and to satisfy their so-called… — Steven Saylor Copy Share Image
All writing is an act of self-exploration. Even a grocery list says something about you; how much more does a novel say? — Steven Saylor Copy Share
When I was a boy, my grandfather taught me the list of kings: Romulus, Numa Pompilius, Tullus Hostilius, Ancus Marcius, Tarquinius the Elder, Servius… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
Even the crudest, most derivative novel is an expression of the author's hopes and fears and ideas about good and evil. — Steven Saylor Copy Share
“The strands (the gods) weave out of our mortal lives are like a pattern visible only from the heavens; we here on earth can… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
Im like the painter with his nose to the canvas, fussing over details. Gazing from a distance, the reader sees the big picture. — Steven Saylor Copy Share
In politics, reality and appearance are of equal importance. You cannot attend to one and neglect the other. A man must determine both what… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
Some men are one thing on the surface and another underneath. The true poet shows not just the exterior of his subject, but all… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
“But sometimes...sometimes I wake with a mad thought in my head: What if that boy's life mattered as much as anyone else's, even Caesar's?… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
Adrienne Mayor's inquiry into the myth--and surprising reality--of Amazon women begins with the fierce Greek huntress Atalanta, but takes us deep into the past… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
I'm like the painter with his nose to the canvas, fussing over details. Gazing from a distance, the reader sees the big picture. — Steven Saylor Copy Share
“Why have two figures of such remarkable interest been so scanted by the annalists and historians, so overlooked by philosophers, poets, and priests? I… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
“men ran to fill all ten positions. To pull that off required the cooperation of men who would normally have been your rivals.” “And… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
There is a fine sense of freedom that comes from wandering about a familiar city with no particular destination in mind, with no one… — Steven Saylor Copy Share
