And the night behind them was filled with the crescendoing sound of persuitWilliam Goldman – the princess bride
Shadow didn’t wait to see. He walked away and he kept on walking.Neil Gaiman – American Gods
“Up out of the lampshade, startled by the overhead light, flew a large nocturnal butterfly that began circling the room. The strains of the piano and violin rose up weakly from below.”Milan Kundera – The Unbearable Lightness of Being
In the mean time, she would just live.Cecelia Ahern – PS, I love you
JK Rowling – Harry potter and the deadly hallows
The scar had not pained Harry for 19 years. All was well.