You Are The True Master Of Death,

Writing For Me Is A Kind Of Compulsion, So I Don't Think Anyone Could Have Made Me Do It, Or Prevented Me From Doing It.

Harry Moved The Tip Of His Eagle-feather Quill Down The Page, Frowning As He Looked For Something That Would Help Him Write His Essay, “witch Burning In The Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless — Discuss.

Always The Innocent Are The First Victims, So It Has Been For Ages Past, So It Is Now.

Failure Means A Stripping Away Of The Inessential.

Don't Talk To Me." "why Not?" "because I Want To Fix That In My Memory For Ever. Draco Malfoy, The Amazing Bouncing Ferret.