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1 " Though these young men unhappily fail tounderstand that the sacrifice of life is, in many cases, the easiest ofall sacrifices, and that to sacrifice, for instance, five or six years oftheir seething youth to hard and tedious study, if only to multiplytenfold their powers of serving the truth and the cause they have setbefore them as their goal--such a sacrifice is utterly beyond the strengthof many of them. "

2 " Having been shown the possibility that God exists, the atheist has
chosen not to accept it. They have no proof or even evidence of
their belief, but will stick by it. This takes blind faith. "

― , From A To Theta: Taking The Tricky Subject Of Religion And Explaining Why It Makes Sense In A Way We Can All Understand

3 " It was the sort of anger that comes to a slow boil inside the hearts of good men who want justice, and finding it out oftheir grasp, decide vengeance is the next best thing. "

― Patrick Rothfuss , The Wise Man's Fear (The Kingkiller Chronicle, #2)

4 " Fred and George, however, found all this very funny. They went out oftheir way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, " Make way forthe Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through ......Percy was deeply disapproving of this behavior." It is not a laughing matter," he said coldly." Oh, get out of the way, Percy," said Fred. " Harry's in a hurry." " Yeah, he's off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fangedservant," said George, chortling.Ginny didn't find it amusing either." Oh, don't," she wailed every time Fred asked Harry loudly who he wasplanning to attack next, or when George pretended to ward Harry off with a largeclove of garlic when they met. "

5 " What remains?
Our children?
Homer touched the flame of the candle with his fingers. The answer wasn’t easy to find for him,
Achmed’s words still hurt him. He himself had been damned to be without children, unable for this kind
of immortality, so he couldn’t do anything but choose another path to immortatlity.
Again he reached for his pen.
They can look like us. In their reflection we mirror ourselves in a mysterious way. United with
those we had loved. In their gestures, in their mimics we happily find ourselves or with sorrow.
Friends confirm that our sons and daughters are just like us. Maybe that gives us a certain
extension of ourselves when we are no more.
We ourselves weren’t the first. We have been made from countless copies that have been
before us, just another chimera, always half from our fathers and mothers who are again the half of
their parents. So is there nothing unique in us but are we just an endless mixture of small mosaic parts
that never endingly exist in us? Have we been formed out of millions of small parts to a complete
picture that has no own worth and has to fall into its parts again?
Does it even matter to be happy if we found ourselves in our children, a certain line that has
been traveling through our bodies for millions of years?
What remains of me? "

― Dmitry Glukhovsky