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“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?” Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Struggling against his weight, reeling backward, I knocked the fishbowl from its pedestal and it crashed to the floor. Goldfish flopping all around my feet, amidst the shards of broken glass. Someone banged on the door. In my terror I let go of the body and it fell back into the tub with a hideous slap and a spray of water and I woke up.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Judy’s bath salts,”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“She looked up at me, her eyes large with compassion, with understanding of the solitude and incivility of grief.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Henry saw it, too. “Like something from Tolstoy, isn’t it?” he remarked. Julian looked over his shoulder, and I was startled to see that there was real delight on his face. “Yes,” he said. “Isn’t it, though?”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“The business had upset him, that I knew, but I also knew that there was something about the operatic sweep of the search which could not fail to appeal to him and that he was pleased, however obscurely, with the aesthetics of the thing.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“when my cat died I had to go out and borrow all these Simon and Garfunkel records.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“My name is Adnan Nassar and I am Palestinian-American,” he said in a rush. “I came to this country from Syria nine years ago and have since then earned American citizenship and am assistant manager of the Pizza Pad on Highway 6.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“a terrible place, a cursed place,” he said dreamily”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“All night long you say offensive things about Arabs,” he screamed. “You don’t know what Arab is.” He beat on his chest with his fist. “I know it, in my heart.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“his hands out wide in a gesture that I’m assuming represents “anywhere”—and knocks over a tissue box in the process. He pauses, flustered. Picks it up. Then, unbelievably, continues right where he left off.”
― Ann Liang, This Time It's Real

“They-Could-Step-on-Me-and-I’d-Thank-Them”
― Ann Liang, This Time It's Real

“He’d flirt with a teaspoon if the situation called for”
― Ann Liang, This Time It's Real

“the dining halls were strangely quiet without that great braying hee-haw of his echoing in its customary place by the milk machine.”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“CHAPTER 7”
― Donna Tartt, The Secret History