But fame is a strange thing. Some men gain glory after they die, while others fade. What is admired in one generation is abhorred in another.“Nations were the most foolish of mortal inventions. No man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.Name one hero who was happy.I am made of memories.He is a weapon, a killer. Do not forget it. You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw."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?"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.We reached for each other, and I thought of how many nights I had lain awake loving him in silence.Those seconds, half seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that I felt anything at all.We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both. 
