Hasn’t anyone ever told you? Life isn’t fair.

I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs.

i do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory.

dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.

it is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

time is making fools of us again

no, I think I'll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up.... It always does in the end.

according to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scarring than almost anything else ...

there was no point in worrying yet.... what would come, would come... and he would have to meet it when it did ..