J. K. Rowling Quotes About Grief
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Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.
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Every hour that passed added to her grief, because it bore her further away from the living man, and because it was a tiny foretaste of the eternity she would have to spend without him.
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You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.
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It was his own grief turned magically to song.
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Her grief was so big and wild it terrified her, like an evil beast that had erupted from under the floorboards.
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On Harry dug, deeper and deeper into the hard, cold earth, subsuming his grief in sweat, denying the pain in his scar.
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