Quotes About Death Harry Potter Novels & Stories

It goes by too quick for you to grab it and squeeze the life out of it. Nothing you do will matter. Although all those years you tried so hard to be something, and you may end up like that. Just waiting for death. I remember a school lesson back when I was in the first year of high school. They told us to follow our dreams and do something with our immensely short lives. But one saying stood out, they said 'you die twice, once when you stop breathing, the other time is when they stop mentioning your name' and it's true isn't it?

“Come on, just a sip.” “Oh…no.” I insist. “Yeah…I want to… feel this ‘feeling’ sober. I guess you could say that.” I finish as I gesture at the gravestones around us. “Nothing gets people recognising their mortality like the dead and dying.” He utters before taking a swig. “So, how do you deal with this?” “‘This’ as in existential depression?” “No!” I chuckle slightly. Have we ever had such a light conversation before? It feels good.

I feel the burning of the knife in my back. "I have saved your life, and you do this to me. It is shameful that you are such a fool. My spell will not die with me. You have to stand your death sentence. You will die with me here tonight. It is a very powerful spouse, and it cannot be removed unless I do it, and I won't do it cause you put a knife in my back," I say. I know I am dying slowly, but so is my murderer. I close my eyes, and I know I will feel no peace. I know there is no good place where dark witches can go. I also know that Harry will end up where I will be because we are not good creatures. We will end up in hell with all the dark gods. I do not know if I am happy or sad. I hear

“Just focus on your friend—either in finding those artifacts, or simply being with him until his spirit passes on.” “You say that like it’s a simple decision between whether to have coffee or tea for breakfast,” I called after her. The witch paused with her hand on the doorknob. “Death comes for us all eventually, Ella. Some sooner, some later, and some—like you and I—twice.” And just like that, she was gone.

Wissen, but for some reason, I think you're speech isn't going to speak to the world, but I applaud you for your eff- "*Bang!" "..." Stop this... this isn't fucking real... Nori! I told you! I'm SICK of DEATH! ARGGH! Nori! What the fuck is this?! Mr. Wissen... got shot... "Only a fool would think that fate exists. The only event in life that is set in stone is death." -Author's shower thoughts.

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

"You're breaking the curse. Rejecting its influence. But there's one final test. One last fear to face." Everything went black. Then I was standing in a graveyard. Two headstones in front of me. One said Lucian Castellan. The other said Hailey Castellan. "This is what waits at the end," Helena whispered. "Death. For you. For everyone you love. No matter how hard you fight, no matter how many enemies you defeat, death comes for us all." "I know. I've never been afraid of dying." "Haven't you? Then why fight so hard? Why struggle against me? Why risk everything on a ritual that might kill you?"

They did not know about this. No one knew. That place has been closed since the day he died. How can someone plot such a thing there? Ruin his memories? “I don’t know,” Roxanne told Hades. “You are lying” he seethed. “Tell me about this real quick or this won’t end well” “I am not afraid of death.” She met his eyes and spoke. “I know. But death is a salvation which you will not get.” He quickly gripped her arm. “This is just a trick.” She told him.

“You will never have your own life if you continue serving those people. The next thing you will be dead, and they will leave on. Wake up already.” “Everyone dies Lupita, it’s just a matter of when. I suggest you stop looking for death because this time you will find it and I will be the one bringing it.”

She had her usual burgundy lipstick and long false lashes on giving her the usual powerful look. “To those that attended my funeral, especially my greatest enemies ofcourse I would be dead by the time this aired, thank you for attending my funeral.” She started and smirked. Edward scoffed and Mr Potter adjusted uncomfortably on his seat. “I couldn’t be more excited that you showed up. To my loved ones, I hope you miss my face at least.” Her minions murmured at that. Graham, whose eyes were glued to the screen just like everyone else still remained stoic. “Don’t let whatever the priest says deceive you, I am definitely ending up in hell and most of you will be joining me soon.”