always.

Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. 

"After all this time?"

"Always."

via orangette 

on the stairs she paused and said to Sebastian: "I wonder if we're right. Bringing him back, I mean. He looked so happy. Oh Sebastian, he looked so happy..." 

"As George Green, you mean?" 

"Yes. Are you sure we're right?" 

"Yes, I'm pretty sure. It can't be right for anyone to be in that unnatural sort of state."

"I suppose it is unnatural. The queer thing is he looked so normal and commonplace. And happy - that's what I can't get over, Sebastian - happy... none of us are very happy, are we?" 

He couldn't answer that.

- Giant's Bread, Agatha Christie

"He was grief-stricken but happy. His husband was his in death as he had never been in life, and with his easy power of making things as he wished them to be, he began to weave a convincing romance of his wonderfully happy married life."

- Giant's Bread, Agatha Christie.

i've changed the identities from his and hers to entirely his and his. forgive me Ms.Christie.

“...the secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don’t deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don’t surprise you with the unforeseen. 

They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover’s skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won’t. In the Great Stories you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn’t. And yet you want to know again.

That is their mystery and their magic.”

- The God of Small Things, Arundhati Roy