By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.
J. K. RowlingRead
Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember...I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Potter... After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things — terrible, yes, but great.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the idea that great power comes with responsibility and can be used for both good and evil.
In this quote, J.K. Rowling reflects on the nature of destiny and choice, highlighting that individuals may not have complete control over their paths. The mention of a wand choosing a wizard signifies that greatness can be derived from unexpected sources, and that every individual has the potential to achieve significant feats, regardless of past actions or reputation, as exemplified by the juxtaposition of Harry and Voldemort's legacies.
In practice
In a graduation speech to inspire students to embrace their unique paths.
By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.
Where are you heading, if you’ve got the choice?” James lifted an invisible sword. “‘Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!’ Like my dad.” Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. “Got a problem with that?” “No,” said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. “If you’d rather be brawny than brainy —” “Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” interjected Sirius.
Depression isn't just being a bit sad. It's feeling nothing. It's not wanting to be alive anymore.
I tell you, that dragon's the most horrible animal I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes on about it, you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit.
Imagine losing fingernails, Harry! That really puts our sufferings into perspective, doesn't it?
The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.
The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border?
Writers are such phonies: they sometimes have wise insights but they don't live by them at all. That's what writers are like...you think they know something, but usually they are just messes.
Idiots, the lame, the blind, the dumb, are men in whom the devils have established themselves: and all the physicians who heal these infirmities, as though they proceeded from natural causes, are ignorant blockheads.
I think that our comfort is in our history.
A man whose life has been dishonourable is not entitled to escape disgrace in death.
We have a love affair with the idea of the 'natural,' even though we, as a species, are about as unnatural as you can imagine.
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