“When I think of you, and Aunt Ruth and Grandam all being young together … how I wonder what you were all like! I can’t imagine it somehow….”
“I don’t suppose you can,” said Miss Marple. “It was all a long time ago….”
Agatha Christie, of course: They Do It With Mirrors
“And they hooked their fingers around its slender spurs, and pulled.”
Dreams of Gods and Monsters, by Laini Taylor. The “it” referred to is a wishbone.
It’s the last book in a trilogy. The first line of the first book is good too: “Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.”
And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up.
“And hopefully, in a few years, I’ll have another story to tell.”
The Unfair Advantage, by Mark Donohue.
Donohue was a racing driver in the 60’s and 70’s and a trained engineer, known for his ability to develop his cars as well as drive them. He died after crash in an F1 practice session less than a year after the book was first published.
“True, they are unlikely to have to pay the high price Canaris paid for following the dictates of his conscience but, at the same time, it would be a rare member of that tiny breed who would not express some faint nod of admiration, if not envy, for the way the little admiral wove his independent path through the thorny maze of the most deadly crisis of modern times.”
Regardless of how nebulous, and often flimsy such considerations tend to reveal themselves to be, over the centuries since the troubadours heralded the great Romantic era dallying with this thing *love *while at the same time juggling this thing *freedom *is a practice that has not abated. Rather, it has only increased.
“Then let the bastards come,” I told them. “We will fight them – with fae, with shifters, with a Wizard and the Powers of the High Court. If they want to burn the High Court down, then let them come.”
Hunter’s Oath
Glynn Stewart
(Not exactly as deep as some of the others here, but a fun read)
“His sacrifice for religion gained for him the lasting respect of the Catholic Church, and he carried with him into lifelong exile an air of royalty and honour.”
I wouldn’t like to spoil by giving the name of the book.