Top 150 Jennifer Saint Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “What the gods liked was ferocity, savagery, the snarl and the bite and the fear. Always, always the fear, the naked edge of it behind the smoke rising from the altars, the high note of it in the muttered prayers and praise we sent heavenward, the deep, primal taste of it when we raised the knife above the sacrificial offering. Our fear. That was how the gods grew great.”

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102. “Tears would be useless, an insult to a suffering deeper than the farthest abyss of the ocean.”

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103. “Hippolytus had brought to me a burst of clarity – the gift to see my life for what it truly was.”

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104. “I remembered how much I had admired Hypsipyle’s strength and courage in fighting to claim the city as her own, but then she had offered it up to Jason. Medea had the power to charm monsters and heal mortal injuries, magic that lay the world at her feet, and yet she tried to shrink herself down to a life at his side. I wasn’t going to do that.”

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105. “I felt a yearning all at once for something I couldn’t name. So much was happening – weddings and war – and none of it involved me.”

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106. “No longer was my world one of brave heroes; I was learning all too swiftly the women’s pain that throbbed unspoken through the tales of their feats.”

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107. “I had fallen asleep in his arms and woken to cold ashes, a desolate dawn.”

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108. “If you had anything that made you proud, that elevated you above your mortal fellows, it seemed to me that the gods would find delight in smashing it to smithereens.”

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109. “I slept that night with a sense of calm in my heart, and the next morning I decided that I would walk down to the beach. The ocean had always been a friend to me, back on Crete. The sight of it would always soothe my soul.”

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110. “But when I thought of Scylla, I thought of the foolish and all-too-human girl, gasping for breath amid the froth of waves churning in the wake of my father’s boat. I saw her weighed down in the tumultuous water not just by the iron chains in which my father had bound her but also by the terrible truth that she had sacrificed everything she knew for a love as ephemeral and transient as the rainbows that glimmered through the sea spray.”

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111. “I could feel the weight of it pressing down upon me like the heavy sky that Atlas bears upon his mighty shoulders.”

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112. “Mortals. They are often so stubborn, so determined not to see reason. Everyone should live as easily as we do on Naxos, instead of making these endless traps in which to ensnare themselves. They are the cause of their own suffering, and yet they will never see it. They will rage against the gods all day long, and pray to them and plea for their mercy in the darkness of night. But they will never see how simply they could make their lives better for themselves.”

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113. “It was the women, always the women, be they helpless serving girls or princesses, who paid the price.”

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114. “My thoughts are slow and ponderous now, rumbling deep in the heart of eternity, but I see the whole of life beneath me.”

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115. “Did I feel the cogs of destiny, the gliding of the Fate’s loom, or was it actually just the thumping of my excited heart?”

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116. “When I could escape the tedium of my baby and seize a respite, I might take a walk by the city walls, wondering if I could muster the energy to fling myself from their height onto the rocky slopes below.”

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117. “Men who thought the world belonged to them, who imagined I was just another trophy that they could win.”

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118. “A divine vengeance on us all.”

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119. “Just as you will never lose me, you will never lose your crown. Your coronet will guide sailors to safety through the labyrinth of the treacherous seas. Women will look to it for a sign of comfort, a light in the darkness. Children will whisper their wishes to it before they close their eyes to dream. It will stay there, fast and true, for all time.”

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120. “Somehow, women always came after a death.”

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121. “How two such very different branches could spring from the same tree is a mystery to me. Your sweet goodness is anathema to every aspect of her.”

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122. “Now, somewhere over that wide blue sea, Theseus lolled with impunity on royal couches, admired by all for his bravery, his noble and heroic exploits – and like a thousand women before me, I would pay the price of what we had done together.”

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123. “He was that impossibly rare thing – a man who was exactly who he presented himself to be. The wonder of it – I could not help marveling at him.”

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124. “What does love have to do with reason?”

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125. “The sweetness and the love of the nymphs – and Silenus’ jokes and silliness – had made his childhood so unlike that of the other gods, who either sprang fully formed into vicious existence or battled and sliced their way to adulthood.”

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126. “His eyes were soft with amusement and that strange, silver spark leapt from them like the ripples cast by the moon on the dark, briny sea.”

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127. “I felt his calm and his assurance roll through my veins like that cold, green water, soothing my rapid pulse with each heavy surge.”

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128. “I couldn’t find enough air to breathe;.”

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129. “And now he wanted me to pretend it was all his doing; another story to build his legend.”

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130. “He showed me that he was truly the best of all men, of all gods. It was not just his stories; I had fallen for tales woven in the moonlight before and knew better than to trust a man’s account of himself.”

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131. “The world was bathed in gold as I reached my dancing-floor. The stillness of dawn was breaking to the stirring of life, to the high, fluting notes of the songbirds and the ripple of warmth that promised the heat of the day to come.”

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132. “They hated her. They hated her because she was so beautiful and because she made them want her so much. Nothing brought them more joy than the fall of a lovely woman. They picked over her reputation like vultures, scavenging for every scrap of flesh they could devour.”

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133. “It did not feel momentous, yet when I tore my eyes away from his I found that nothing looked quite the same, as though the world had fractured and sheared away from itself to reshape in almost – but not quite – the same formation. As though I had looked at a waterfall and realised with a faint jolt that the water flowing over the rock was ever-changing, that it would never be the same water again.”

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134. “And how everything they once were, that spark within them, could be extinguished so completely yet the world did not collapse under the weight of so much pain and grief.”

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135. “In the pit of the night, the blackness engulfing me would stretch to the very ends of eternity. I would hear the clattering of hooves and the huffing of breath through the bull’s snout and I would claw at the covers, desperately trying to bury myself and holding my breath until stars exploded against my tightly closed eyelids and I had to gasp for air, terrified of what I would see when I surfaced.”

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136. “What the god’s liked was ferocity, savagery, the snarl and the bite and the fear. Always, always the fear, the naked edge of it behind the smoke rising from the altars, the high note of it in the muttered prayers and praise we sent heavenward.”

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137. “Being a god and loving mortals means nothing more than watching them die. I know that all too well. Everytime I see my children learn a new skill, acquire a new word, take another step away from us, I see their shadow drifting in Hades’ halls years from now, beyond my reach. You as well, one day nothing but smoke and ashes.”

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138. “I could hear in their breathless, excited conversations the echo of two sisters who had loved each other all those years ago on Crete.”

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139. “What I did not know was that I had hit upon a truth of womanhood: However blameless the life we lead, the passions and the greed of men could bring us to ruin, and there was nothing we could do.”

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140. “I had gone everywhere before her; trodden the paths I sent her down to make sure they were safe before I let her go. How could I let her go now, to where I did not know, without me at her side?”

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141. “I saw her weighed down in the tumultuous water not just by the iron chains in which my father had bound her but also by the terrible truth that she had sacrificed everything she knew for a love as ephemeral and transient as the rainbows that glimmered through the sea spray.”

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142. “I danced, and the slow, simmering anger boiled to rage in my veins, propelling me onward, until I dropped in the dead center of the floor, hopelessly entangled in scarlet skeins, panting for breath and waiting for the heavy clouds that fogged my brain and my vision to clear.”

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143. “You have power and courage, speed and skill far beyond what’s needed in this forest... And you’re better already than any warrior out there. You’re greater than any man laying claim to the name of a hero. The world should know the name Atalanta. They should see what you can do.”

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144. “I took that story with me in the coming days and turned it over, like the stone in a ripe peach: the sudden, unexpected hard shock in the centre of everything.”

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145. “It can be dangerous, though, to let a son grow up with vengeance in his heart.”

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146. “Daedalus took comfort in the baby Icarus, and I loved to see him walking about with the infant dandled in his arms, showing the oblivious child the flowers and the birds and the many wonders of the palace.”

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147. “I know that human life shines more brightly because it is but a shimmering candle against an eternity of darkness, and it can be extinguished with the faintest breeze.”

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148. “More than anything, I knew that I did not want to be drawn into that circle, that I did not want to take my place amongst them and forget who I was.”

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149. “Being a god and loving mortals means nothing more than watching them die.”

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150. “To be surprised, you had to have a belief that the world would follow its rhythms and patterns as it had always done.”

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