Death Is Just Life's Next Big Adventure.

But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know That They All Were?

You Are The True Master Of Death, Because The True Master Does Not Seek To Run Away From Death.

All We Do Is Read The Stupid Textbook," Said Ron.

Let My Girls Be Hermiones, Rather Than Pansy Parkinsons.

I Think It's Alarming That People Believe That Success Enables One To Forget How Life Felt Before. As If One Could Simply Exchange One's Values.