My way of life Is fall'n into the sear and yellow leaf.
The darkness that had come in from the Mediterranean covered the city so detested by the procurator.
The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.
the hope that there she would manage to regain her happiness made her fearless
just like a murderer jumps of nowhere in an ally, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once
There's only one degree of freshness — the first, which makes it also the last
Well, as everyone knows, once witchcraft gets started, there's no stopping it.
You,” I said, “are sweet music in a distant room.
Harry and Draco have a very weird lovehate relationship.
Orthodox chanting is non-emotional, it's very monotone.
All liberation depends on the consciousness of servitude, and the emergence of this consciousness is always hampered by the predominance of needs and satisfactions which, to a great extent, have become the individual's own.