Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.
Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world.
If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate.
Truth has beauty, power and necessity.
Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?
Absolute faith corrupts as absolutely as absolute power.
It is not much for its beauty that makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.