-You ready to follow Captain America into the jaws of death?
-Hell, no. That little guy from Brooklyn who was too dumb not to run away from a fight. I’m following him.
…there’s an echo of what Lily did – quite conscious echo of what Lily did right at the start of the story at the very end of the story. At the start of the story Lily dies to keep her son alive. At the end of the story, Harry lies, pretending to be dead on the ground and it’s a mother who saves him again because she’s trying to get to her own son. So that was my, you know, that was closing a circle. He was saved there by Lily and he’s saved there by Narcissa. - J. K. Rowling
not a perfect soldier, but a good man.
“From the early 1950s through the fall of the Soviet Union, the Red Room was a training program in Moscow. One of the many arms of Department X, the KGB’s experimental science division. It’s where Natasha was raised… where she earned the rank of Black Widow… and where, in the late 1950s, she met me. Back when neither she nor I knew exactly who I was.”
My first job was a Greek tragedy, and ever since, one job just seemed to roll onto the next. I’ve been terribly lucky.