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just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean that there isn’t an invisible demon about to eat your face.
Yeah, right. And maybe one of these days I’d go to an art museum and become well rounded.
Smiling always seems to annoy people more than actually insulting them.
They say we wizards are subtle. But believe you me, we’ve got nothing, nothing at all, on women.
You know, sometimes I think Someone up there really hates me.
my staff and my sword cane in the corner, and several bulging bookshelves which I really will organize one day.
“what you know about women, I could juggle.”
“Murph, I’m touched.” “I’ll touch your head to a brick wall a few times if you cross me on this, Harry.”
I had to maintain a fine balance between going in ready for trouble and going in asking for trouble.
Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon—perfect.
dispassionate as skilled dinner chatter,
Gimpy had a trick knee, and I had just made it jump through its hoop.
When I’m in turmoil, when I can’t think, when I’m exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It’s just one of those things I do. I walk and I walk and sooner or later something comes to me, something to make me feel less like jumping off a building.
There is no truer gauge of a man’s character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power.
