“I - DON’T!” Harry screamed, so loudly that he felt his throat might tear, and for a second he wanted to rush at Dumbledore and break him, too; shatter that calm old face, shake him, hurt him, make him feel some tiny part of the horror inside himself.
H. G. Wells’ final words
You’re the face of the rebellion
The Great Gatsby. What a man.
I‘m just not the hero type. Clearly.
Chris Pine & Zachary Quinto by Gaye Gerard