bookmania:

“I remember every single wand I’ve ever sold, Mr. Potter. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather — just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar.” — Mr. Ollivander on Harry Potter’s wand (photo by k-a-tielady)

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slaughterhouse90210:

“By the Power of Truth, I, while living, have Conquered the Universe.”
— Alan Moore, V for Vendetta

slaughterhouse90210:

“We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still close to us. The things we have tried to forget and put behind us would stir again, and that sense of fear, of furtive unrest, struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic - now mercifully stilled, thank God - might in some manner unforeseen become a living companion as it had before.”
— Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

slaughterhouse90210:

“Everybody in a small town is engaged or married or in trouble. There’s nothing else to do in a small town.”

—Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

slaughterhouse90210:

“Ladies in bunches always filled me with vague apprehension and a firm desire to be elsewhere.”
— Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

holler.

slaughterhouse90210:

“Life for young American college graduates is a festive affair. Free of having to support their families, they mostly have gay parties on rooftops where they reflect at length upon their quirky electronic childhoods and sometimes kiss each other on the lips and neck.”
— Gary Shteyngart, Absurdistan

slaughterhouse90210:

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”
— Arthur C. Clarke, Profiles of the Future

slaughterhouse90210:

“Is there anything as incredible as the love story of your own parents? Anything as hard to grasp as the fact that those two over-the-hill players, permanently on the disabled list, were once in the starting lineup?
— Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

slaughterhouse90210:

“She has often felt that her outsides were too dull for her insides, that deep within her there was something better than what everyone else could see.” 
— Myla Goldberg, Bee Season