Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it.
We all know that the people we love are mortal, we all know we’re mortal, we know it’s going to end; you cannot prepare yourself for it.
When you have that last piece of the jigsaw, everything will, I hope, be clear... ” -Albus Dumbledore.
It was the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high.
Now, I don’t want any of you youngsters to worry – you’ll still have your Potions master when I’m through with him, never fear!” “Wouldn’t it be good if they finished each other off?” Ron muttered in Harry’s ear.
My brain surprises even me sometimes.
Prongs rode again last night.
I never thought I’d see the day when you’d be persuading us to break rules,” said Ron.
There will always be a easy path and a right path.
If you rip, tear, shred, bend, fold, deface, disfigure, smear, smudge, throw, drop, or in any other manner damage, mistreat, or show lack of respect towards this book, the consequences will be as awful as it is within my power to make them.
And while I’m sure they’re very admirable and brave and all the rest of it, I don’t personally fancy the mortality rate -.
Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.
Family is a life jacket in the stormy sea of life.
I don’t believe in magic.
I’m taking Fleur on a thestral,” said Bill. “She’s not that fond of brooms.” Fleur walked over to stand beside him, giving him a sloppy, slavish look that Harry hoped with all his heart would never appear on his face again.
Harry was speechless. Hermione was the last person to do anything against the rules, and here she was pretending she had, to get them out of trouble. It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets.
Poverty entails fear and stress and sometimes depression. It meets a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts that is something on which to pride yourself but poverty itself is romanticized by fools.
Soy un mago y no un babuino blandiendo un palo.
Wandering around at midnight, Ickle Firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you’ll get caughty.
And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.