C. S. Lewis (via psych-facts)
Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn. My god, do you learn.
I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via awkwarddly)
October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.
Utrecht, The Netherlands
do not pity the dead, harry, pity the living, and above all, those who think feminism means hating men.