You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!

Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?

Nothing like a nighttime stroll to give you ideas.

Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.

We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

Karakarof spat onto the ground at Dumbledore's feet. In one swift movement, Hagrid seized the front of Karkaroff's furs, lifted him into the air, and slammed him against a nearby tree.

There you go, Harry!” Ron shouted over the noise. “You weren’t being thick after all — you were showing moral fiber!

I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what you said, Harry.

Anyone can speak Troll. All you have to do is point and grunt.

yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful thingsand your tongue were not concocting some evil to sayshame would not hold down your eyesbut rather you would speak about what is just

I ate some emotional soup in my childhood and have spent a lifetime trying to digest it.

I plan to learn enough to read you like a book.

They're gone. I let them chase me. I led them like a sunbeam and vanished like a shadow.

I'm honest about the journey I've been on, so I definitely don't take dating lightly anymore.

When you meet a new friend, the world has more light in it, doesn't it? Things become more spontaneous, and more full of laughing and freedom and novelty.

When I hear a grown man or woman say, "Once I had faith in men, now I have not," I am inclined to ask, "Who are you whom the world has disappointed? Have not you rather disappointed the world?"

There is no light in electronincs. There is lightening. But lightening is not real light.

My dad taught me my faith, and I believe what he taught me. The man never lied to me in his life.

To be a surrealist means barring from your mind all remembrance of what you have seen, and being always on the lookout for what has never been.