“But give up my business? The same business I'd built from the ground up with my own two hands and designer Louis Vuittons? The same business for which I'd sacrificed blood, sweat, and tears? Well, maybe not sweat and tears, but there was blood. Lots of blood. Give it up? Not likely. Besides, what else would I do? I totally should've gone to Hogwarts when I had the chance.”
“Give it up? Not likely. Besides, what else would I do? I totally should have gone to Hogwart's when I had the chance.”
“I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat.”
“I totally should've gone to Hogwarts when I had the chance.”
“When you steal from an artist you are stealing their blood, sweat and tears.”
“Honestly, what the hell is destiny going to want from me now?” “The same as any endeavor. Blood, sweat, and tears.” “That’s it,” Tohr said dryly. “And here I was thinking it could just be an arm or a leg.”