How In The Name Of Merlin's Pants

You Are The True Master Of Death, Because The True Master Does Not Seek To Run Away From Death. He Accepts That Be Must Die, And Understands That There Are Far, Far Worse Things In The Living World Than Dying.

I Am A Wizard, Not A Baboon Brandishing A Stick.

He Has Never Wanted To Occupy The Throne Himself; He Prefers The Back Seat - More Room To Spread Out, You See.

You Think The Dead We Loved Truly Ever Leave Us? You Think That We Don't Recall Them More Clearly In Times Of Great Trouble?

I Expect What You're Not Aware Of Would Fill Several Books, Dursely.