“There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles,' Chiron said. 'And perhaps it is a greater grief, after all, to… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“The never-ending ache of love and sorrow. Perhaps in some other life I could have refused, could have torn my hair and… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I have done it," she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I could not make him a god,' she says. Her jagged voice, rich with grief. But you made him.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
The very dull truth is that writing love scenes is the same as writing other scenes - your job is to be… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
There is no law that gods must be fair, Achilles,” Chiron said. “And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
People are people, whatever age they're living in. The circumstances may have changed - we go to war with planes instead of… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Her mouth tightens. 'Have you no more memories?' I am made of memories. 'Speak, then.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“This was a man who moved like the gods were watching: every gesture he made was upright and correct. There was no one else… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Briseis is kneeling by my body. She has brought water and cloth, and washes the blood and dirt from my skin. Her hands are… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
Odysseus inclines his head. "True. But fame is a strange thing. Some men gain glory after they die, while others fade. What is admired… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I would like to say that all the while I waited to break out, but the truth is, I'm afraid I might have floated… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I gaped at the cold shock of his beauty, deep-green eyes, features fine as a girl's. It struck from me a sudden, springing dislike.… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
I found myself grinning until my cheeks hurt, my scalp prickling till I thought it might lift off my head. My tongue ran away… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
