To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.... At these times... I use the Pensieve. One simply siphons the excess thoughts from one's mind, pours them into the basin, and examines them at one's leisure.

Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.

In dreams, we enter a world that's entirely our own.

As much money and life as you could want! The two things most human beings would choose above all - the trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them.