By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.
J. K. RowlingRead
If you love something - and there are things that I love - you do want more and more and more of it, but that's not the way to produce good work.
Interpretation
Loving something passionately can lead to a desire for excess, but true quality comes from restraint and balance.
In this quote, J.K. Rowling expresses the idea that while intense love for something can create a yearning for more of it, this seemingly endless desire can be counterproductive to creating good work. Instead, she suggests that one should recognize the importance of moderation and focus, implying that overindulgence in one's passions may dilute the quality and effectiveness of the work produced.
In practice
In a motivational speech about pursuing passions wisely.
By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.
Where are you heading, if you’ve got the choice?” James lifted an invisible sword. “‘Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!’ Like my dad.” Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. “Got a problem with that?” “No,” said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. “If you’d rather be brawny than brainy —” “Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” interjected Sirius.
Depression isn't just being a bit sad. It's feeling nothing. It's not wanting to be alive anymore.
I tell you, that dragon's the most horrible animal I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes on about it, you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit.
Imagine losing fingernails, Harry! That really puts our sufferings into perspective, doesn't it?
The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.
Catelyn wanted to run to him, to kiss his sweet brow, to wrap him in her arms so tightly that he would never come to harm.
Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise.
Love is a form of prejudice. I have too many other prejudices.
A heart can no more be forced to love than a stomach can be forced to digest food by persuasion.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
When we see the Beloved in each person, it's like walking through a garden, watching flowers bloom all around us.
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