It's a singular sort of pain, watching the most beautiful creature self-destruct because you weren't able to find the red wire.

We like to think we're in control but we never are.

How strange it is beholding this, and, very confident, proclaim that such magnificenceoccurred by accident.

Life did come with a manual.

Solitude is the canvas of a thinking mind.

If you can't write, read.If you can't read, walk.Or walk and read, then write.

Solitary walks are great for getting new ideas. It's like you're in a video game and you pick up idea coins on the way.

Those who are acquainted with failure acquire the unique ability to dare without fear of it.

It's only awkward if it matters.

You don't have to live happily ever after with every single person in your life in order to live happily ever after. Some unfortunate endings are necessary.

It reveals how well you value someone - the way you handle their belongings.

What's in a life without Camaraderie? For setting sail on a ship with a band of merry brothers by your side is much more gratifying than drifting aimlessly on a boat lost alone at sea.

The Bible was meant to be read by those in love. It's sad when it's not.

One can suffer a convulsion of one's entire nature, and, unless it makes some noise, no one notices. It's not just that we are incurious; we completely lack any sense of each other's existences.

He’ll accept anyone at Hogwarts, s’long as they’ve got the talent. Knows people can turn out okay even if their families weren’ . . .well . . . all tha’ respectable.

We are all searching for some form of family or foundation - for a place we can feel safe and secure.

It took me as long as I had known him to get rid of all of his words. Like turning an hourglass over.

I think all photographs lie. They capture such a small amount of a person's personality, if they capture anything.

It's so much easier to go to the Sony movie complex when you're disabled. You take a great elevator. You get your own little private viewing area. I love it.

What do you take me for? A fourteen karat sucker?

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.