Donna Tartt

“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.” —Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.” —Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.” —Donna Tartt, The Secret History

“Does such a thing as "the fatal flaw," that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature?” —Donna Tartt, The Secret History