Lots of people would be as cowardly as me if they were brave enough.

Inside every sane person there’s a madman struggling to get out.

Be one of the crowd? It went against everything a wizard stood for, and a wizard would not stand for anything if he could sit down for it, but even sitting down, you had to stand out.

It was nice to hear the voices of little children at play, provided you took care to be far enough away not to hear what they were actually saying.

It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone's fault. If it was us, what did that make Me? After all, I'm one of Us. I must be. I've certainly never thought of myself as one of Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We're always one of Us. It's Them that do the bad things.

Needless to say, they refused to submit to the Empire, conducting such a persistent guerrilla war that the Romans gave up hope of conquering Scotland, and the Wee Free Men remained both wee and free.

I dare say that quite a few people have contemplated death for reasons that much later seemed to them to be quite minor.