Not the fat and bones of anim...

Not the fat and bones of animals, but our suffering, is what they love to savour. - P124

So much for the gods not wanting me to suffer. They all tease. I might as well have been a stray dog, pelted with stones or with its tail set alight for their amusement. Not the fat and bones of animals, but our suffering, is what they love to savour.
(16장. Bad Dreams, 124쪽) - P124

‘This shroud would be a fitte...

‘This shroud would be a fitter garment for me than for Laertes, wretched that I am, and doomed by the gods to a life that is a living death.‘ - P112

There is indeed something delightful about being able to combine obedience and disobedience in the same act. - P117

그는 구혼자들 중에서 오디세우스가 제일 먼저 쏴 죽인...

그는 구혼자들 중에서 오디세우스가 제일 먼저 쏴 죽인자였다. 그가 이렇게 화살을 꽂고 연기를 하는 건 항의의 뜻이다. 그러거나 말거나 나에게는 씨도 안 먹히는 일이다. 이 인간은 살아서도 쓰레기였는데 죽어서도 여전히 쓰레기다. - P126

He gazed at me lugubriously, ...

He gazed at me lugubriously, with eyes like a whipped spaniel’s. - P100

He could barely suppress a smirk. - P101

You can put the arrow back now. To tell you the truth, I feel a surge of joy every time I see it sticking through your lying, gluttonous neck. - P102

‘What young man wouldn’t want to marry a rich and famous widow? Widows are supposed to be consumed with lust, especially if their husbands have been missing or dead for such a long time, as yours was. You weren’t exactly a Helen, but we could have dealt with that. The darkness conceals much! All the better that you were twenty years older than us – you’d die first, perhaps with a little help, and then, furnished with your wealth, we could have had our pick of any young and beautiful princess we wanted. You didn’t really think we were maddened by love for you, did you? You may not have been much to look at, but you were always intelligent.’ - P102

He was the first of the Suitors that Odysseus shot. This performance of his with the arrow is meant as a reproach, or so he intends it, but it doesn’t cut any ice with me. The man was a pest when he was alive, and a pest he remains. - P99

But I was the daughter of a Naiad; I remembered my mother’s advice to me. Behave like water, I told myself. Don’t try to oppose them. When they try to grasp you, slip through their fingers. Flow around them. - P107

Ask the Three Sisters, spinni...

Ask the Three Sisters, spinning their blood-red mazes, Tangling the lives of men and women together. Only they know how events might then have been altered. Only they know our hearts. From us you will get no answer. - P69

Odysseus had made a special bed in it, one post of which was whittled from an olive tree that had its roots still in the ground. That way, he said, no one would ever be able to move or displace this bed, and it would be a lucky omen for any child conceived there. This bedpost of his was a great secret: no one knew about it except Odysseus himself, and my maid Actoris – but she was dead now – and myself. - P73

If the word got around about his post, said Odysseus in a mock-sinister manner, he would know I’d been sleeping with some other man, and then – he said, frowning at me in what was supposed to be a playful way – he would be very cross indeed, and he would have to chop me into little pieces with his sword or hang me from the roof beam. - P73

Which of us can resist the temptation of being thought indispensable? - P80

He told me once that everyone had a hidden door, which was the way into the heart, and that it was a point of honour with him to be able to find the handles to those doors. For the heart was both key and lock, and he who could master the hearts of men and learn their secrets was well on the way to mastering the Fates and controlling the thread of his own destiny. - P57

I suspected he was going soft in the head. - P85

There is a certain zest to be had in tormenting the vulnerable. - P91