I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best laid plans.

What's life without a little risk?

It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices.

We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

It is our choices... that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

We do not need magic to transform our world. We carry all of the power we need inside ourselves already.

The world is full of wonderful things you haven't seen yet. Don't ever give up on the chance of seeing them.

There is an expiry date on blaming your parents for steering you in the wrong direction; the moment you are old enough to take the wheel, responsibility lies with you.

Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!

Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

I can’t help but to wonder and write.

It takes more courage to disturb the neighborhood than it takes to disturb the universe. And the price is often higher.

He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.

The first step to accomplishing the impossible is to achieve it in your mind.

Nothing was more nauseating than people who constantly complained about their life, but did nothing about it.

No worldly pursuit compares to the joy of experiencing the change of one soul from death to life.

We are apart so that I will know the joy of being with you again. Take care of yourself, wherever you are. Take care of yourself, wherever you are.

If I remained silent and you remained silent, then who will teach the ignorant?

I am the god Apostolos. The Harbinger of Telikos. The Final Fate of all. Beloved son of Apollymi the Great Destroyer. My will makes the will of the universe. [Apostolos / Acheron Parthenopaeus]

my brain Worked with a dim and undetermined sense Of unknown modes of being; o'er my thoughts There hung a darkness, call it solitude Or blank desertion.