Anything's Possible If You've Got Enough Nerve.

What Will Come, Will Come; You Just Have To Be There To Meet It.

I Love You, Hermione,” Said Ron.

Krystal Flung Herself Violently Off The Chair, Away From Her Mother. She Was Surprised To Feel Warm Liquid Flowing Down Her Cheeks, And Thought Confusedly Of Blood, But It Was Tears, Only Tears, Clear And Shining On Her Fingertips When She Wiped Them Away.

Cobbled Streets And No Shops Open Past Six O'clock, A Communal Life That Seemed To Revolve Around Church, And Where You Could Often Hear Bird Song And Nothing Else: Gaia Felt As Though She Had Fallen Through A Portal Into A Land Lost In Time.

According To Nietzche," Said A Sharp New Voice, Making Them All Jump, "philosophy Is The Biography Of The Philosopher.