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“McKinnon, can you swim?”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“You take care of my sister. Get her safely through this war no matter what and, if by some miracle she still likes your sorry arse, marry the witch.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“You taste like the sunrise".
"You taste like moonlight”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“Wait, you can smell a witch on him?"she asked Remus curiously.

"It's not what you think," Sirius defended. "She was just petting me."

Nymphadora laughed and cleared her throat. "Oh, well, umm... Good for you.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“James sat back up, the bottle tucked under his armpit and his wand held back up. "They are thieves!" he yelled as he pointed his wand at Remus and Sirius, letting out a sad little sob. "Stole my sweet Mia's maidenhead.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“She tasted how firewhisky felt.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“When she finally began to break, gasping and crying out, he could not help but remember Remus's words of advice on a relationship with Mia: "She comes first."

No mate, Sirius thought to himself smugly, she comes twice.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“When I think about the past and the future, the first thing I always think is: I miss Sirius Black.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“Hermione turned to observe the marks that had been placed over the many years, shaking her head in disappointment. At the very top of the doorway, carved in strangely elegant script for vandalism, read: Marauders Only. All Others Will be Cursed. She rolled her eyes dramatically until her focus fell to a pair of initials inside of a heart scratched into the wall near her seat.

S.B. + M.P.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“I've been asking you this question since I was eleven years old. And even if you say no—again," he muttered, and Lily laughed as she wiped tears from her eyes, "I'll keep asking because you have a history of giving me the wrong answer. Something you're not usually known for doing, considering how brilliant you are. Will you marry me?"

Lily did not wait a single second before shouting, "Yes!"

"Finally!" James rejoiced loudly, swooping the witch into his arms and spinning her around in a circle.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“I have never regretted a single moment of my life when it comes to you, Sirius Black." She leant forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Past, present, or future.”
― Shaya Lonnie, The Debt of Time

“Hermione," he breathed. Her name was both question and answer. His salvation and his ruin. It left his mouth on an exhale and though he barely achieved a whisper, it was as if he'd shouted, shattering the silence of her moonlit hall.”
― HeyJude19, Remain Nameless

“You love me. Do you know how ridiculous, how improbable that is?”
― HeyJude19, Remain Nameless

“You deserve more than I could ever give to you, but what little I do have to offer is yours and it is yours forever.”
― HeyJude19, Remain Nameless

“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Beauty is rarely soft or consolatory. Quite the contrary. Genuine beauty is always quite alarming.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? Euripides speaks of the Maenads: head thrown I back, throat to the stars, "more like deer than human being." To be absolutely free! One is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar and less efficient ways. But how glorious to release them in a single burst! To sing, to scream, to dance barefoot in the woods in the dead of night, with no more awareness of mortality than an animal! These are powerful mysteries. The bellowing of bulls. Springs of honey bubbling from the ground. If we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Death is the mother of beauty,” said Henry. “And what is beauty?” “Terror.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Love doesn't conquer everything. And whoever thinks it does is a fool.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Cubitum eamus?"
"What?"
"Nothing.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?” “To live,” said Camilla. “To live forever,”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Once, over dinner, Henry was quite startled to learn from me than men had walked on the moon. “No,” he said, putting down his fork.
“It’s true,” chorused the rest, who had somehow managed to pick this up along the way.
“I don’t believe it.”
“I saw it,” said Bunny. “It was on television.”
“How did they get there? When did this happen?"”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History