all children, but one, grow up

but our childhood never disappears

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Pippin: I didn’t think it would end this way.

Gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

Pippin:What? Gandalf? See what?

Gandalf: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

Pippin: Well, that isn’t so bad.

Gandalf: No. No, it isn’t.

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I am

I am a person

I eat sleep and breathe like everyone else

I dream, speak, and imagine like everyone else

I have friends and I have family to rely on like everyone else

but I am special

I don’t see beauty, I feel it

I don’t get down, I’m an optimist

I’m not perfect, I make mistakes

I’m not pressured, I’m free

but most importantly, I am me! 

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The Potter books in general are a prolonged argument for tolerance, a prolonged plea for an end to bigotry, and I think it’s one of the reasons that some people don’t like the books, but I think that it’s a very healthy message to pass on to younger people that you should question authority and you should not assume that the establishment or the press tells you all of the truth.
J. K. Rowling (via a-thousand-words)