Superman reference in Harry PotterHarry Potter
“And then Dumbledore called out from the back row where he stood with the other teachers —
“Aha! Unless I am very much mistaken, the delegation from Beauxbatons approaches!”
“Where?” said many students eagerly, all looking in different directions.
“There!” yelled a sixth year, pointing over the forest.
Something large, much larger than a broomstick — or, indeed, a hundred broomsticks — was hurtling across the deep blue sky toward the castle, growing larger all the time.
“It’s a dragon!” shrieked one of the first years, losing her head completely.
“Don’t be stupid . . . it’s a flying house!” said Dennis Creevey.
Dennis’s guess was closer. . . . As the gigantic black shape skimmed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest and the lights shining from the castle windows hit it, they saw a gigantic, powder-blue, horse-drawn carriage, the size of a large house, soaring toward them, pulled through the air by a dozen winged horses, all palominos, and each the size of an elephant.”
I never called to her, not for years. From the moment I was given back to her, the word “mamma” had stuck in my throat like a frog that wouldn’t jump out.
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Ters köşeleri seviyorsan, seni sonuna kadar merakta bırakacak 3 kitap önerisini keşfetmeye hazır ol!
Later, I learnt that the way I dealt with conflict was due to what psychologists called an avoidant attachment style. People like me tend to phrase things carefully or beat around the bush instead of saying things outright, and though we appear independent and composed in the face of conflict, we’re actually trembling with fright. Fearing disappointment, we pretend not to care and write our problems off as trivial. I didn’t avoid fighting because I was mature, but because I sucked at fighting. And if I ever got hurt, I could always retreat into my cave and sleep it off. But not any more. When you get into a fight with someone you live with, there’s nowhere to run. Now that my back was against the wall, I had no choice but to face my problems straight on. No choice but to fight.
Sunwoo called me ‘Dobby’, the house elf from Harry Potter. One day, she gifted me a pair of socks. The gesture is supposed to give Dobby freedom, but this Dobby slipped on her new socks and went back to scrubbing the stove.
I told him he didn't even care if a girl kept all her kings in the back row or not, and the reason he didn't care was because he was a goddam stupid moron. He hated it when you called him a moron. All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
Back in the 1940s there was a man called Norbert Wiener who was studying how animals and machines communicated with and controlled each other. He decided to call his field of study cybernetics after the Greek word for a steersman. A steersman controls the boat that he’s in: in Greek, he cubernans it. From this the Romans got the idea that a governor who steers the ship of state gubernans it. Even though the B has been replaced by a V in the modern governor , things that belong to the governor are still gubernatorial .
