Wulfric Quotes

Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.

You're Wulfric Stone, and stones don't love.

Where was Bewcastle? But then he was there, standing on the terrace some distance away, and such was the power of his presence that everyone seemed to sense it an fell back away from Alleyne even as they stopped talking. There was still all sorts of noise, of course - horses, carriage wheels, voices, the water spouting out of the fountain - but it seemed to Alleyne as if complete silence fell. Bewcastle had already seen him. His gaze was steady and silver-eyed and inscrutable. His hand reached for the gold-handled, jewel-studded quizzing glass he always wore with formal attire and raised it halfway to his eyes in a characteristic gesture. Then he came striding along the terrace with uncharacteristic speed and did not stop coming until he had caught Alleyne up in a tight, wordless embrace that lasted perhaps a whole minute while Alleyne dipped his forehead to his brother's shoulder and felt at last that he was safe. It was an extraordinary moment. He had been little more than a child when his father died, but Wulfric himself had been only seventeen. Alleyne had never thought of him as a father figure. Indeed, he had often resented the authority his brother wielded over them with such unwavering strictness, and often with apparant impersonality and lack of humor. He had always thought of his eldest brother as aloof, unfeeling, totally self sufficient. A cold fish. And yet it was in Wulfric's arm that he felt his homecoming most acutely. He felt finally and completely and unconditionally loved. An extraordinary moment indeed.

If I had thought I would ever be part of a conspiracy to matchmake for Wulfric, Aidan said sternly, opening the door to usher everyone out, I would have shot myself on some battlefield and blamed the French.

The Old English names began to die out: out went Ethelbert, Aelfric, Athelstan, Dunstan, Wulfstan, Wulfric; in came Richard, Robert, Simon, Stephen, John, and most popular and sycophantic (or was it politic?) of all, William.

One modern-day wizard who held very similar views was, of course, Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin (First Class), Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.

Wulfric encarou a Cruz, a recordação do uso uma tortura no pensamento. Mesmo para ele, a comunhão daquele vínculo era sempre uma quase morte. Se alguém tinha de se sacrificar, que fosse alguém capaz de aguentar o sacrifício. Não era nobreza de carácter, nem hipocrisia que se parecesse. Apenas era preciso aguentar mesmo o sacrifício de usar aquilo, ou a dor seria em vão. Sem a recompensa do conhecimento, era apenas sofrimento.

Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,

— A subversão do raciocínio lógico, Wulfric, é um quebra-cabeças de facilidade ridícula. Suspeito seriamente que a Humanidade teria cultivado a religião mesmo sem eu ter lançado as sementes. Eles precisam de acreditar em coisas inacreditáveis, uma fé da qual se sintam merecedores, para justificarem as circunstâncias inacreditáveis que propiciaram a origem da vida. Precisam da grande mentira que lhes dá sentido à ignorância: a crença de que tudo foi criado para eles.

— Ah, curiosidade… — disse Lúcifer. — O verdadeiro pecado original. O meu foi querer saber quem me criou. O pai disse-me que foi ele. Naturalmente, quis saber quem o criou. Disse-me que ele mesmo se criou. Suponho que aprendi a mentir com o melhor. Há algo maior do que ele. Tu sentes o mesmo, Wulfric. Conheço intimamente essa desconfiança instintiva que te corre nas veias.

Quero saber de onde vêm as almas, e se também vão para outros lugares. Quero encontrar a alma do Universo e debater os mistérios da sua existência. Descobrir a partícula subatómica constituinte da matéria negra e compreender por que razão se esconde na invisibilidade. Estudar a finalidade da energia negra e a sua aparente ubiquidade. Será o fluxo universal que origina as almas? Será a rede intrincada dos blocos constituintes da vida? Quero recuar a memória até à origem das origens, a rede invisível que sustenta tudo o que existe, e encontrar a razão primordial. Quero saber, Wulfric. Porque é que a comunicação inteligível e consciente com o Universo é inacessível para a quase totalidade dos humanos? Porque é que os poucos que têm um vislumbre da nossa lucidez são imediatamente ostracizados como animais raivosos? Uma espécie inteira a chamar loucos aos poucos dos seus que são verdadeiramente lúcidos. E porquê esta diferença entre nós e eles?

A frescura agradável de um beijo silencioso nos lábios. Wulfric sentiu-se beijado por homem e mulher, pai e mãe, filho e filha, irmão e irmã.

— A verdade, se é que existe uma, é a de que há um entendimento antigo entre os dois Lados. — Que entendimento pode haver entre o Bem e o Mal? Wulfric sentou-se no cadeirão, observou Gervas por um instante e soprou um riso pouco divertido. Invejava a ingenuidade de uma vida breve. — Equilíbrio, Gervas. Um estado apenas possível se ambos os Lados fizerem concessões. O Bem e o Mal não existem para além de conceitos filosóficos, a dualidade de interpretação para a mesma coisa. Consciência.

But Wulfric’s engaged to that Annet—who is much prettier.” “Good looks aren’t everything in a romance.” “For which I thank God every day.” She

Do you know Dumbledore’s full name (including post-nominal letters)? If you do you must have a fantastic memory! It is Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., D. Wiz., X.J.(sorc.), S. of Mag.Q!

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

I am Celene Castia. Sssword of the Faithful. Liathe of dread Wulfric.” ‘Dead eyes gleaming, Celene raised her blade toward the Untamed. ‘“And I am deliverance. For you and all our accursssed kind.

Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin (first class), Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.

Voldemort singled you out as the person who would be most dangerous to him — and in doing so, he made you the person who would be most dangerous to him.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,’ said a quiet voice from behind Harry, who turned his head so fast he cricked his neck.

fame was spread hand in hand with Wulfric’s,

I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would sap all the energy and all the joy from me. You would put out all the fire of my vitality.' 'Give me a chance to fan the flames of that fire,' he said, 'and to nurture your joy.

Gwenda sat with her back against a hornbeam tree and studied Wulfric and Annet with the fascination of a condemned man watching the carpenter build the gallows.

Witness for the defense, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,

The Flaw in the Plan,