My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.
From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it.
Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world.
You can only cure retail but you can prevent wholesale.
Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content
If you don't know where you are going, you will probably end up somewhere else.