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Hi I'm Jelmo and I'm a Senior in High School. Im a band geek, writer, and taking way to many math classes this year. Probalby should add more here and will get around to it at some point, but till then enjoy some quotes.

As much money and life as you could want! The two things most human beings would choose above all - the trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them.
~Albus Dumbledore

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
~Albus Dumbledore

It's a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.
~I can't remember who said that one but probably Dumbledore

If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
~Sirius Black

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
~Albus Dumbledore

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scarring than almost anything else...
~Albus Dumbledore (?)

"Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back back of his head!"

"Why were you lurking under our window?"
"Yes -- yes, good point, Petunia! What were you doing under our windows, boy?"
"Listening to the news," said Harry in a resigned voice.
His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage.
"Listening to the news! Again?"
"Well, it changes every day, you see," said Harry.

"You're a prefect? Oh Ronnie! That's everyone in the family!" Molly Weasley
"What are Fred and I? Next door neighbours?"

Speaking quietly so that no one else would hear, Harry told the other two about Snape's sudden, sinister desire to be a Quidditch referee.
"Don't play," said Hermione at once.
"Say you're ill," said Ron.
"Pretend to break your leg," Hermione suggested.
"Really break your leg," said Ron.

"What's that?" said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.
"Bouillabaisse," said Hermione.
"Bless you," said Ron.
"Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She – er got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first."
– Oliver Wood

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