“what a shame we all became such fragile, broken things.A memory remains just a tiny spark.I give it all my oxygen,To let the flames beginTo let the flames begin.Oh, glory.Oh, glory.This is how we'll dance when,When they try to take us down.This is what will be oh glory.Somewhere weakness is our strength,And I'll die searching for it.I can't let myself regret such selfishness.My pain and all the trouble caused,No matter how longI believe that there's hopeBuried beneath it all andHiding beneath it all, andGrowing beneath it all, and...This is how we'll dance when,When they try to take us downThis is how we'll sing it.This is how we'll stand whenWhen they burn our houses down.This is what will be oh glory.Reaching as I sink down into light.Reaching as I sink down into light.This is how we dance when,When they try to take us downThis is how we'll sing it.This is how we'll stand when,When they burn our houses down.This is what will be oh glory.”

“We'll all go out together when we go.Yes, we'll all go out together when we go.Oh, how the world will dieFrom great fire in the sky.Yes, we'll all go out together when we go."(Total) Call me old fashioned but I'll take 'She'll Be Coming 'Round the Mountain' any day.”

“You're welcome in my house when this is over. We'll open a cask of Master al'Vere's best brandy. We'll remember those who fell, and we'll tell our children how we stood when the clouds turned black and the world started to die. We'll tell them we stood shoulder to shoulder, and there was just no space for the Shadow to squeeze through.”

“I hope we'll be friends forever, together we'll always be. I don't think you understand just how much you mean to me. And one day when we part our ways, we'll think back to the past and think about how happy we are 'cause our friendship will always last.”

“And finally this questionThe mystery of whose story it will be.Of who draws the curtain.Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance?Who drives us mad? Lashes us with whips and crowning us with victory when we survive the impossible.Who is it... that does all these things?Who honors those we love for thevery life we live?Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we'll never die?Who teaches us what's real and how tolaugh at lies?Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend?Who chains us and who holds the key that can set us free?It's you...You have all the weapons you need...Now fight!”

“Belief overflows to behavior. First we need to change what we believe. when we truly change what we believe, we'll gladly change how we behave.”

“What are you doing with all those books anyway?" Ron asked, limping back to his bed. "Just trying to decide which ones to take with us," said Hermione. "When we're looking for the Horcruxes.""Oh, of course," said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library".”