You think I'm a fool?" demanded Harry. "No, I think you're like James," said Lupin, "who would have regarded it as the height of dishonor to mistrust his friends.

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.

Quote: a vignette of life’s treasures wrapped by letters that sing a song

She measured time in pages. Half an hour, to her, meant ten pages read, or fourteen, depending on the size of the type, and when you think of time in this way there isn’t time for anything else.

It may be that we’re not seeing the wonder in life because all we’re doing is wondering how we’re going to survive life.

Great writing is always rewriting or revisionism, and is founded on a reading that clears space for the self.

Bravery shared doesn't act like bravado among her own.

If your goals aren’t synced with the substance of your heart, then achieving them won’t matter much.

It can feel like an invasion of privacy, involving an employer in a personal matter.

The best things in life are . . . Annoying.

Takeovers wouldn't cause the stock market to rise unless there is an upward reassessment of earnings (potential). People are more optimistic and confident about the future.

Let tyrants shake their iron rod.