Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
"Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also"
"Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also"
"And Death spoke to them —’”“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”“Right, sorry. Go on."
"How do you feel, Georgie?"whispered Mrs. Weasley.George's fingers groped for the side of his head."Saintlike,"he murmured."What's wrong with him?"croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?""Saintlike,"repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "You see...I'm HOLEY, Fred, geddit?"
"I wish...I wish I were dead...”“And what use would that be to anyone?"
"So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left —”“Don’t talk to your mother like that."
"No - no - no!"someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!"And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face."