winterhayl:

“―and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”

kyloren:

patroclus; the song of achilles

eucalles:

endless list of my kids ♡ achilles 

They never let you be famous AND happy. I’ll tell you a secret. I’m going to be the first.

iwakitadanobu:

lit meme: [1/7] otps

achilles and patroclus, the song of achilles

If I 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.
As if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. I did not need to look; his fingers were etched into my memory, slender and petal-veined, strong and quick and never wrong.
“Patroclus,” he said. He was always better with words than I.

katiemcgrath:

p h i l t a t o s
‘That is–your friend?’ ‘Philtatos,’ Achilles says, sharply. Most b e l o v e d. ‘best of men, and slaughtered by your son.’
^{― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles}

pequicks:

Name one hero who was happy. You can’t.
I can’t.
I know. They never let you be famous AND happy. I’ll tell you a secret.
Tell me.
I’m going to be the first. Swear it.
Why me?
Because you’re the reason.

nzenik:

books read in 2017: the song of achilles

i am made of memories