The Headmistress Quotes

“My name is Magdalene Nox. I am the new Headmistress of Three Dragons. And you are all fired.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Remember that the things that matter outweigh our attachments and our grievances.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“I took the liberty of contacting the Boston Public Library, and it turns out they are fundraising again, wouldn’t you know it? They were more than ready to sell one of their two copies to me. This one having been restored ten years ago by one Samantha Anne Threadneedle, Boston College student. It says so right here on the insert of the dust jacket.”  What tears hadn’t spilled before were suddenly flowing freely down Sam’s cheeks. But this time Magdalene did not reach to wipe them away, simply watching Sam’s face and speaking softly.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Lils, with all due respect, you and Amanda are totally princesses, but you are so not my princesses.”  “Well, duh! Cause Hottie McHot—”  “That’s Headmistress McHot to you, Ms. Easterly.” Magdalene’s soft quiet voice held a note of amusement, but both Lily and Sam jumped about a foot in the air at the interruption.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“You are my hero, teach. Absolute legend! Way to go! Happy for you. From a nerd to a heroic romantic lead who melts the Ice Queen. That’s such a trip.”  Sam and Magdalene exchanged amused glances before Magdalene chuckled out loud.  “With Sam as your mentor, is it a surprise you, too, are a fan of lesbian romance?”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Thirty years ago you threw a kid out of Dragons. You told everyone it was for her being illegitimate, and yet you had yourself a bastard just the same? How positively rich and white of you, Mr. Alden.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“When I watched the banister collapse on top of you and then dug to reach you, all I thought was that I had not said it back. You know, you told me on the cliffs as you were drawing those ridiculous chalk hearts, and I felt it was unfair of me to say it right then and there when we couldn’t be together in the open. So I didn’t tell you, and I thought we had all the time in the world. And then you go and save my cat and get hit in the head by a chunk of centennial oak… I love you. Yes, this school is my life. You are also my life. I am not having some sort of romance-novel-crisis precipitated by my lover having a near-death experience. I am simply saying that I love you. And I will fight for you and for the school and maybe—since you followed me into fire—you will fight by my side.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Magdalene just kept looking at her, and now the eyes were warm, full of affection and something deeper, bigger, and just a touch scarier for how much determination they contained. “I do love the school. I love you more.” There was a roar in Sam’s ears, which she didn’t think was in any way associated with her concussion.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Sam Threadneedle, have you been reading lesbian romance, you adorable lunatic?” She ran a fingertip over Sam’s lips, causing a warm, dizzy feeling to overtake her.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Sam’s eyes fell on a nail that was sticking out of the old wooden window frame for some reason. She raised her hand and pulled it out easily, as rusty and as old as it was. But the jagged hole remained in the wood, and Sam thought that this was perhaps the perfect metaphor for what had happened today between her and Orla. Her mentor would come back, would apologize, but the damage was done. Orla might pull the rusty nails she’d hammered into Sam today, but the holes were here to stay.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress

“Shhh… You’re going to make me lose count. Seventeen, eighteen, wait, was it seventeen? Dammit, look what you’ve done, you made me lose track indeed.” Magdalene smiled then, showing a very confused Sam that she wasn’t really upset about whatever it was she was so intent on counting. Sam’s bewilderment must’ve still shown on her face because Magdalene leaned in and kissed her on the nose before settling back on her side.  “I was counting your freckles.”
― Milena McKay, The Headmistress