Circe Quote by Madeline Miller Download Open image ““He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none.”” — Madeline Miller ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Circe Greek mythology Intimacy Love Odysseus Scars Vulnerability
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“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 gentle, as though she washes a baby, not a dead thing. Achilles opens the tent, and their eyes meet over my body. "Get away from him," he says. "I am almost finished. He does not deserve… — Madeline Miller Copy Share
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 from me, giddy with freedom. This, and this, and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much. I did not have to worry that I was too slender,… — Madeline Miller Copy Share
“When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.” — 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
“My eyes flew open and when they did, his dark ones, not looking detached, not blank, not impassive, but heated and turned on and… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“The nymphs wafted around me. Their smothered laughter drifted down the halls. At least, I told myself, it was not their brothers, who would… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I had not fooled myself with false hope. I was a goddess, and he a mortal, and both of us were imprisoned. But I… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“I know who you are, daughter of the sun. All that the sea touches comes to me at last in the depths. I have… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“ "I gave up a world for you." He glared at me, not giving me anything. I kept right on going. "I thought, perhaps, when I learned I had powers, I might be able to use them to go home," his eyes flashed but that was all I got so I kept on going, "but not for good. My father… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share
“I had stood beside my father's light, I had held Aeetes in my arms, and my bed was heaped with thick-woolled blankets woven by… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Take me home, take me home, take me home, I need to go home. Please, please, whatever magic is out there for me, let… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“It was work, day after day of it. Witchcraft is the same. I have laboured for centuries and still I have not mastered it.” — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Oh dear,” Diandra muttered again as I looked down at the baby tiger in my arms. All I felt was the soft, thick fur… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“I did not pretend to be a mortal. I showed my lambent, yellow eyes at every turn. None of it made a difference. I… — Madeline Miller Copy Share Image
“Then I whispered, “I love you, my Lahn,” and heard the swift hiss of his intake of breath. Then he buried his face in… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
