The Song of Achilles

The beautiful thing about a tragedy is that even when you know it’s coming, if it’s executed well it’ll still hit you like a truck when it happens.

I think that the buildup to Patroclus’ death is far more sad than when it does occur. But the romance throughout between him and Achilles is beautiful and grand enough to glaze over the sort of so-so ending bits — until it swings back around for the final moments.