At the stair-foot Hephaistion was waiting. He happened to be there, as he happened to have a ball handy if Alexander wanted a game, or water if he was thirsty; not by calculation, but in a constant awareness by which no smallest trifle was missed. Now, when he came down the stairs with a shut mouth and blue lines under his eyes, Hephaistion received some mute signal he understood, and fell into step beside him.
Mary RenaultHalf the world's troubles come from men not being trained to resent a fallacy as much as an insult.
Mary RenaultOne must live as if it would be forever, and as if one might die each moment. Always both at once.
Mary RenaultIn hatred as in love, we grow like the thing we brood upon. What we loathe, we graft into our very soul.
Mary RenaultIt is better to believe in men too rashly, and regret, than believe too meanly. Men could be more than they are, if they would try for it. He has shown them that.
Mary Renault