Terrence Ochoa

“Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same: Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends . . . friends . . . friends . . .”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

“There was nothing between the ranch and the nearest town except a windy, two-lane mountain road edged with pine trees, meadows, cliffs and boulders. No Dairy Queen, no Circle K, nothing.”
― Cricket Rohman, Colorado Takedown

“Now I shore as the devil won't waste no time tootlin' him. You know me better'n that. You know I'm made outen whale-bone and hell.'
'Ain't the whalebone gittin' a mite limber?'
''Tis, but the hell's hot as ever.”
― Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, The Yearling

“What are we (I ask) but puppets in a show-box? Oh, omnipotent Destiny, pull our strings gently! Dance us mercifully off our moserable little stage!”
― Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White