As Is A Tale, So Is Life:

I Like The Distinction. It Enables Me To Have More Easygoing Encounters In My Private Life.

Play To Your Strengths." "i Haven’t Got Any," Said Harry, Before He Could Stop Himself. "excuse Me," Growled Moody, "you’ve Got Strengths If I Say You’ve Got Them. Think Now. What Are You Best At?

I Think They Ought To Know. You Do Them A Disservice By Not Confiding Something This Important To Them.” “i Didn’t Want —” “— To Worry Or Frighten Them?” Said Dumbledore, Surveying Harry Over The Top Of His Half-moon Spectacles. “or Perhaps, To Confess That You Yourself Are Worried And Frightened? You Need Your Friends, Harry. As You So Rightly Said, Sirius Would Not Have Wanted You To Shut Yourself Away.

You Care So Much You Feel As Though You Will Bleed To Death With The Pain Of It.

But This Is Touching, Severus,” Said Dumbledore Seriously. “have You Grown To Care For The Boy, After All?” “for Him?” Shouted Snape. “expecto Patronum!” From The Tip Of His Wand Burst The Silver Doe. She Landed On The Office Floor, Bounded Once Across The Office, And Soared Out Of The Window. Dumbledore Watched Her Fly Away, And As Her Silvery Glow Faded He Turned Back To Snape, And His Eyes Were Full Of Tears. “after All This Time?” “always,” Said Snape.