Family is a life jacket in the stormy sea of life.
Turn to page three hundred and ninety-four.
I know how to use a fellytone now.
To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was yourself.
When I arrived in prison, they locked the prison down that day because the media was all over the place.
[repeated line] Percy Weasley: I'm Head Boy!
[repeated line] Professor Lupin: Eat this. It'll help.
Blind Prisoner: You do not fear death. You think this makes you strong. It makes you weak. Bruce Wayne: Why? Blind Prisoner: How can you move faster than possible, fight longer than possible without the most powerful impulse of the spirit: the fear o...
A country without freedom is like a prisoner with shackled hands.
He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though...keep up with my news...check if I'm happy...
English Teacher: [speaking very slowly] In... what... way... does the author's use of the prison [takes chalk and draws prison bars through the word 'prison' on blackboard] English Teacher: symbolize the protagonist's struggle, and how does this rela...
When a stone hits glass, the glass breaks. When glass hits a stone, the glass breaks.
Nothing's a break for me. Not even the breaks are breaks.
Sometimes the heart breaks... Sometimes you break... Sometimes you break your heart by breaking yourself for someone who wouldn't do the same...
Why is it that all wars are won by bankers?
Doubt not your purpose nor your strength.
Comfort...was the key ingredient to making the prisoner crave the prison.
People always think about what prison is. What prison really is - it's not a physical challenge, it's mental.
You are a prisoner of your thoughts. Expand your thoughts and get out of the prison.
Professor Lupin: Our pain becomes their power.
For so many years I lived in constant terror of myself. Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, ...
