We waste days like mad blackbirds
and pray for alcoholic nights.
Our silk-sick human smiles wrap around
us like somebody else’s confetti.
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Don’t you think it’s better to be extremely happy for a short while, even if you lose it, than to be just okay for your whole life?
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.
Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. Love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves it’s own mark. To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.
We’re all human, aren’t we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.
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