“For weeks Tyrone thought he was going to die any minute, and there were also times when he was afraid he wasnt going to die.”

“I was afraid I was going to die and then I was afraid I wasnt.”

“I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.”

“And the fact was that he remembered once thinking that he was fine with dying anywhere at any time… but now, gazing at each corpse in turn, he thought with all his heart, I’m glad I didn’t die there. I have to go home. I’ve still got things to do.”

“When someone loves you so much that He dies for you, you can trust that any rewards He promises are going to be good.”

“He knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort’s feet . . . he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible. . . .”