Александрина Къртова

“If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.”
― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night

“The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?'
Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“Oh, it can't be a reference to the fact Harry's a great Seeker, that's way too obvious. There must be a secret message from Dumbledore hidden in the icing!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows