I Like A Quiet Life, You Know

Probably That You're Going To Be Eaten By A Giant Marshmallow Or Something.

Well, I Certainly Don't," Said Percy Sanctimoniously. "i Shudder To Think What The State Of My In-tray Would Be If I Was Away From Work For Five Days." "yeah, Someone Might Slip Dragon Dung In It Again, Eh, Perce?" Said Fred. "that Was A Sample Of Fertilizer From Norway!" Said Percy, Going Very Red In The Face. "it Was Nothing Personal!" "it Was," Fred Whispered To Harry As They Got Up From The Table. "we Sent It.

I Believe In Free Will. Of Those That, Like Us, Are In A Privileged Situation At Least. For You, For Me: People Who Are Living In Western Society, People Who Are Not Repressed, Who Are Free. We Can Choose. The Things Go Largely Like You Want Them To Go. You Control Your Own Life. Your Own Will Is Extremely Powerful.

... There Are Far, Far Worse Things In The Living World Than Dying.

Why Can’t I Drink The Potion Instead?” Asked Harry Desperately. “because I Am Much Older, Much Cleverer, And Much Less Valuable,” Said Dumbledore.