It sort of floated toward me,” said Ron, illustrating the movement with his free index finger, “right to my chest, and then — it just went straight through. It was here,” he touched a point close to his heart, “I could feel it, it was hot. And once it was inside me I knew what I was supposed to do, I knew it would take me where I needed to go. So I Disapparated and came out on the side of a hill. There was snow everywhere. . . .

Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure.

What’s comin’ will come, an’ we’ll meet it when it does.

The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?' Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.

A Horcrux is the complete opposite of a human being.

The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.

It is one of the most hauntingly beautiful places in the world, the history is fascinating, the men are handsome and the whisky is delicious. But don't eat the macaroni pies.