Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Harry Potter, #4)

by J.K. Rowling

It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.

“Really, Hagrid, if you are holding out for universal popularity, I’m afraid you will be in this cabin for a very long time,”

If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”

But I know better. Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

It is my belief, however, that the truth is generally preferable to lies,

I say to you all, once again — in the light of Lord Voldemort’s return, we are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided. Lord Voldemort’s gift for spreading discord and enmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust. Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.

Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy,