#anger

But some things are just too dangerous to live, I suppose. ↗

— Beth Fantaskey

#dating

Not my daughter, you bitch! ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#molly-weasley-anger #anger

Who was this women?' asked Harry. 'I dunno, some Ministry hag.' Mundungus considered for a moment, brow wrinkled. 'Little women. Bow on top of er' head.' He frowned and then added, 'Looked like a toad.' Harry dropped his wand. Harry looked up and saw his own shock reflected in Ron and Hermione's faces. The scars on the back of right hand seemed to be tingling again. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#hermione-granger #mundungus #ron-weasley #death

Hermione, will you please —” “Don’t you tell me what to do, Harry Potter!” she screeched. “Don’t you dare! Give it back now! And YOU!” She was pointing at Ron in dire accusation: It was like a malediction, and Harry could not blame Ron for retreating several steps. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death

Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing. ↗

— Anderson Cooper

#danger #death #death

Still, he figured, sometimes you've got to do what you've got to do, and then sometimes you've just got to run like hell after it's done. ↗

— Derek Landy

#getting-things-done #gotta-do-what-you-gotta-do #life #life-lessons #responsibility

Zalos: 'The world is full of massive things in motion. Little creatures get hurt. ↗

— Robert Fanney

#death #death

Always the tone of surpise. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#ron-weasley #death

we walk the plank with strangers. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#strangers #death

We would never have met," he explained, voice dropping to a husky note. "I would have gone about my life and not thought I was missing anything. You would have – you would have painted obsessively, all those transformative images, and I would be someone unimagined and unknown, and I cannot decide whether it would be trite to call that a tragedy or if I should resent you for making this – all this death – somehow bearable, tolerable for the tenuous joy I have gained. You steal my anger and leave me dazed." He stopped, took a shaking breath, then laughed. "I sound like Pan's understudy, failing to channel Shakespeare. There's no way to do more than guess what would have happened if Fisher Charteris and Madeleine Cost met one day in a world which had never feared dust, any more than we can be certain of surviving two years, or two days. I can't speak to what-ifs, but I know I will always be glad to have been here in this moment with you. ↗

— Andrea K. Höst

#anger