Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.
Now, the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one.
It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal more to stand up to your friends.
Memory is everything. Without it, we are blind. Without it, we leave the fate of our world to chance.[trailer]
It isn’t how you are alike. It’s how you are not.[to Harry, while being tortured by Voldemort in his mind]