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Softly Quotes by Joanne Kathleen Rowling
- I don’t expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep…
- Tell me, how is Lucius Malfoy these days? I expect he's delighted his lapdog's working at Hogwarts, isn't he?" "Speaking of dogs," said Snape softly,…
- What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" said Snape softly. "Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body…
- You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly…
- Karkaroff intends to flee if the Mark burns." "Does he?" said Dumbledore softly, as Fleur Delacour and Roger Davies came giggling in from the grounds.…
- There,” she said softly. “Now he could be sleeping.
- The realization of what would happen next settled gradually over Harry in the long minutes, like softly falling snow. "I've got to go back, haven't…
More Softly Quotes
- Fair and softly goes far. — Miguel de Cervantes
- Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows,… — Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
- Who then can so softly bind up the wound of another as he who has felt the same wound himself. — Thomas Jefferson
- The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The… — Hermann Hesse
- Whatsoever thy birth, thou were a beautiful thought and softly bodied forth. — Lord Byron
- Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams — William Butler Yeats
- To listen is to continually give up all expectation and to give our attention, completely and freshly, to what is before us,… — Mark Nepo
- Softly the evening came /with the sunset/. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- When repeated difficulties do arise, our first spiritual approach is to acknowledge what is present, naming, softly saying 'sadness, sadness', or 'remembering,… — Jack Kornfield
- When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell. — John Dryden
- The Self is not in the realm of thought. The Self is in the gap between our thoughts. The cosmic psyche whispers… — Deepak Chopra
- Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear… — Mark Twain