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  • #1
    J.K. Rowling
    “Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #2
    J.K. Rowling
    “To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #3
    W.H. Auden
    “The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
    The desert sighs in the bed,
    And the crack in the teacup opens
    A lane to the land of the dead.”
    W.H. Auden

  • #4
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #5
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “. . . and long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #6
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Trolls do not build.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien

  • #7
    Albert Camus
    “I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”
    Albert Camus

  • #8
    Bernard M. Baruch
    “Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.”
    Bernard M. Baruch

  • #9
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #10
    “T IME'S a circumference

    Whereof the segment of our station seems

    A long straight line from nothing into naught.

    Therefore we say " progress, " " infinity " —

    Dull words whose object

    Hangs in the air of error and delights

    Our boyish minds ahunt for butterflies.

    For aspiration studies not the sky

    But looks for stars; the victories of faith

    Are soldiered none the less with certainties,

    And all the multitudinous armies decked

    With banners blown ahead and flute before

    March not to the desert or th' Elysian fields,

    But in the track of some discovery,

    The grip and cognizance of something true,

    Which won resolves a better distribution

    Between the dreaming mind and real truth.

    I cannot understand you.

    'T is because

    You lean over my meaning's edge and feel

    A dizziness of the things I have not said.”
    Trumbull Stickney

  • #11
    “Live blindly and upon the hour. The Lord,

    Who was the Future, died full long ago.

    Knowledge which is the Past is folly. Go,

    Poor, child, and be not to thyself abhorred.

    Around thine earth sun-winged winds do blow

    And planets roll; a meteor draws his sword;

    The rainbow breaks his seven-coloured chord

    And the long strips of river-silver flow:

    Awake! Give thyself to the lovely hours.

    Drinking their lips, catch thou the dream in flight

    About their fragile hairs' aerial gold.

    Thou art divine, thou livest,—as of old

    Apollo springing naked to the light,

    And all his island shivered into flowers.”
    Trumbull Stickney

  • #12
    “Now burst above the city's cold twilight
    The piercing whistles and the tower-clocks:
    For day is done. Along the frozen docks
    The workmen set their ragged shirts aright.
    Thro' factory doors a stream of dingy light
    Follows the scrimmage as it quickly flocks
    To hut and home among the snow's gray blocks. --
    I love you, human labourers. Good-night!
    Good-night to all the blackened arms that ache!
    Good-night to every sick and sweated brow,
    To the poor girl that strength and love forsake,
    To the poor boy who can no more! I vow
    The victim soon shall shudder at the stake
    And fall in blood: we bring him even now.”
    Trumbull Stickney

  • #13
    J.K. Rowling
    “Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #14
    J.K. Rowling
    “There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry,' said Dumbledore's voice. 'On the contrary ... the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.'

    Harry felt the white-hot anger lick his insides, blazing in the terrible emptiness, filling him with the desire to hurt Dumbledore for his calmness and his empty words.

    'My greatest strength, is it?' said Harry, his voice shaking as he stared out at the Quidditch stadium, no longer seeing it. 'You haven't got a clue ... you don't know ...'

    'What don't I know?' asked Dumbledore calmly.

    It was too much. Harry turned around, shaking with rage.

    'I don't want to talk about how I feel, all right?'

    'Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human--'

    'THEN--I--DON'T --WANT--TO--BE--HUMAN!' Harry roared, and he seized the delicate silver instrument from the spindle-legged table beside him and flung it across the room; it shattered into a hundred tiny pieces against the wall. Several of the pictures let out yells of anger and fright, and the portrait of Armando Dippet said, 'Really!'

    'I DON'T CARE!' Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. 'I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANY MORE--'

    He seized the table on which the silver instrument had stood and threw that, too. It broke apart on the floor and the legs rolled in different directions.

    'You do care,' said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. 'You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.'

    'I--DON'T!' Harry screamed, so loudly that he felt his throat might tear, and for a second he wanted to rush at Dumbledore and break him, too; shatter that calm old face, shake him, hurt him, make him feel some tiny part of the horror inside himself.

    'Oh, yes, you do,' said Dumbledore, still more calmly. 'You have now lost your mother, your father, and the closest thing to a parent you have ever known. Of course you care.'

    'YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL!' Harry roared. 'YOU--STANDING THERE--YOU--'

    But words were no longer enough, smashing things was no more help; he wanted to run, he wanted to keep running and never look back, he wanted to be somewhere he could not see the clear blue eyes staring at him, that hatefully calm old face.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #15
    J.K. Rowling
    “Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #16
    J.K. Rowling
    “Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #17
    J.K. Rowling
    “Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #18
    J.K. Rowling
    “If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #19
    J.K. Rowling
    “Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #20
    J.K. Rowling
    “It is my belief... that the truth is generally preferable to lies.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

  • #21
    J.K. Rowling
    “Alas! Earwax!”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

  • #22
    J.K. Rowling
    “Why were you lurking under our window?"
    "Yes - yes, good point, Petunia! What were you doing under our windows, boy?"
    "Listening to the news," said Harry in a resigned voice.
    His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage.
    "Listening to the news! Again?"
    "Well, it changes every day, you see," said Harry.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #23
    J.K. Rowling
    “Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?"
    "Yes."
    "You called her a liar?"
    "Yes."
    "You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?"
    "Yes."
    "Have a biscuit, Potter.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #24
    J.K. Rowling
    “Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?"
    "Yes," said Harry stiffly.
    "Yes, sir."
    "There's no need to call me "sir" Professor."
    The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #25
    J.K. Rowling
    “But Dumbledore says he doesn't care what they do as long as they don't take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #26
    J.K. Rowling
    “Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?" Harry interrupted again.
    "So he can sneak up on people," said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking...”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #27
    J.K. Rowling
    “Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #28
    J.K. Rowling
    “Why are they all staring?" demanded Albus as he and Rose craned around to look at the other students.
    "Don’t let it worry you," said Ron. "It’s me. I’m extremely famous.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

  • #29
    J.K. Rowling
    “Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #30
    J.K. Rowling
    “Percy wouldn't notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby's hats.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire



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