Sword? Haven't got a sword. That boy has, though. He'll lend you one.
It is not about striving for immortality, but about accepting mortality.
I'll join you when hell freezes over,' said Neville.
We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter's the one, And Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun! Really gives a feeling for the scope and tragedy of the thing, doesn't it? said Ron, pushing open a door to let Harry and Hermione through.
Voldemort, said Riddle softly, is my past, present, and future, Harry Potter....
Harry...You wonderful boy. You brave, brave man. Let us walk.