#m

In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist. ↗

— Ari Berk

#houses #leaving #death

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

He was the person all of us should be, but most of us aren't. And if I could have taken his place to buy him a little more time in the world, I'd have done it. I'm sorry I couldn't. ↗

— Trish Doller

#remorse #something-like-normal #death

Yes, but knee pants are so much more flattering. You can see my legs." You want people to see your legs?" I have very nice legs!" We both paused to admire them for a moment. ↗

— Karen Chance

#dory #radu #death

The moment of change is usually not dazzling. It is a quiet, internal choice. No one can see it, but your life will never be the same again. ↗

— Simon Boylan

#inspirational #motivation #motivational #truth #wisdom

Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat. ↗

— José Saramago

#existentialism #human #human-condition #life #religion

Justice will prevail! ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#death #fiction #humor #justice #l

She had lost all our memories for ever, and it was as though by dying she had robbed me of part of myself. I was losing my individuality. It was the first stage of my own death, the memories dropping off like gangrened limbs. ↗

— Graham Greene

#memory #death

Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#death

Maybe a man in a million could unite the Hallows, Harry. I was fit only to possess the meanest of them, the least extraordinary. I was fit to own the Elder Wand, and not to boast of it, and not to kill with it. I was permitted to tame and to use it, because I took it, not for gain, but to save others from it. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death