This was their first encounter with the fact that a full stomach meant good spirits; an empty one, bickering and gloom.

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.

Before you leave me again, tell me, so I can let you know if I’m ready to watch you go...

Most people will actually tell you, traveling to those exotic places is enjoying life, but really they are spending away and whining away their lives.

We hit the sunny beaches where we occupy ourselves keeping the sun off our skin, the saltwater off our bodies, and the sand out of our belongings.

My mission is to suffer for all those who suffer without knowing it. I must pay for them, expiate their unconsciousness, their luck to be ignorant of how unhappy they are.

Logic is the hygiene the mathematician practices to keep his ideas healthy and strong.

Everything nourishes what is strong already

No knowledge is useless, with the exception of heraldry.

I have a perfect horror of words that are not backed up by deeds.

I love tour, but I don't like traveling at night or driving long hours. But I love touring. If my kids could be out there full time, I'd probably never go home.

I know of the leafy paths that the witches take Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool, And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake.