Time Is Galleons, Little Brother.

One Of The Many Things I Learned At The End Of That Classics Corridor Down Which I Ventured At The Age Of 18, In Search Of Something I Could Not Then Define, Was This, Written By The Greek Author Plutarch: What We Achieve Inwardly Will Change Outer Reality. That Is An Astonishing Statement And Yet Proven A Thousand Times Every Day Of Our Lives. It Expresses, In Part, Our Inescapable Connection With The Outside World, The Fact That We Touch Other People’s Lives Simply By Existing.

I Love You, Hermione,” Said Ron.

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The Castle Grounds Were Gleaming In The Sunlight As Though Freshly Painted; The Cloudless Sky Smiled At Itself In The Smoothly Sparkling Lake, The Satin-green Lawns Rippled Occasionally In A Gentle Breeze: June Had Arrived.

You Don't Have Sex Near Unicorns. It's An Ironclad Rule. It's Tacky.