“Shut Up! Why do you think we're fighting? Because we're still gonna have a snowball fight & watch fireworks together! That's why we're fighting! That's why we're getting stronger! I still want to laugh with everyone,BUT IF YOU DIE IT'S USELESS!”

“Why are we doing this?" Caine asked him. "You know damned well why we're doing this. Because it's a fight. It may be THE fight. I may be the final fight. And what else are we good at, you and me? What are we going to do if we ever get out there anyway?”

“That's the one thing you can always depend on; as we're fighting one war, we're always preparing for the next one.”

“The man watched him. Real life is pretty bad?What do you think?Well, I think we're still here. A lot of bad things have happened but we're still here.Yeah.You don't think that's so great.It's okay.”

“That's right," said Luna encouragingly, as if they were back in the Room of Requirement and this was simply spell practice for the D.A. "That's right, Harry... come on, think of something happy...""Something happy?" he said, his voice cracked."We're all still here," she whispered, "We're still fighting. Come on, now...”

“There's some comfort in saying, I'm joining this long line of humanity. We're all going to get in line and our parents will die and our friends will die but I'm in the line with you and you're in it with me and, for some reason, if we're in it together, it's better than doing it alone. That's why music is always going to save us.”