Misfits

"It was the Helmholtz of daily life who forgot and forgave, not the Helmholtz of a half-gramme holiday." - p. 180

I picked that quote initially because it sounded really, really nice. Then, when I was writing it, I realized that it sounded nice because of the consonance, mostly. Helmholtz half-gramme holiday. The niceness of that quote fits well with this chapter that so emphasizes the impact of language, which Helmholtz and John mutually appreciate. I thought Bernard was a fan of it as well, but he seems to have grown rather bitter. I can understand that, I guess. It's not a shining personality trait to get jealous like that; envying the friendship of two people you've brought together is certainly not going to make them like you more. I'm not supposed to use "you" like that.

Helmholtz's reaction to Romeo and Juliet was a bit disappointing but altogether to be expected, really. The three of them--Helmholtz, Bernard and John-- they've been drawn together through the mutual characteristic of being misfits. They're not that much alike, but who else have they got? Aaaand because I can:

Hagrid: I remember when I first met you all. Biggest bunch of misfits I ever set eyes on!

You reminded me of myself a little. And here we all are, four years later.

Ron: We're still a bunch of misfits.

Hagrid: Well, maybe. But you've all got each other. And Harry, o'course, soon to be the

YOUNGEST TRI-WIZARD CHAMPION THERE'S EVER BEEEEN! HOORAY!

-Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire