Books are like mirrors: if a fool looks in, you cannot expect a genius to look out.
Be ruthless about protecting writing days, i.e., do not cave in to endless requests to have "essential" and "long overdue" meetings on those days. The funny thing is that, although writing has been my...
Who's Kreacher?The house-elf who lives here, said Ron. Nutter. Never met one like him.He is not a nutter, said Hermione.His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque like hi...
Who're you writing the novel to anyway? Ron asked Hermione, trying to read the bit of parchment now trailing on the floor. Hermione hitched it up out of sight.Viktor.Krum?How many other Viktors do we...
We’re all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?
Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy?
Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.
The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?' Harry is the best hope we have. Trust him.
Poverty entails fear, and stress, and sometimes depression; it means a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts, that is indeed something on which to prid...
Play to your strengths.I haven’t got any, said Harry, before he could stop himself.Excuse me, growled Moody, you’ve got strengths if I say you’ve got them. Think now. What are you best at?
Oh, HONESTLY, don't you two read?
Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Killing rips the soul apart.
I’m a teacher! A teacher, Potter! How dare yeh threaten ter break down my door!I’m sorry, , said Harry, emphasizing the last word.Hagrid looked stunned. Since when have yeh called me ‘sir’? Since when...
It was as though they had been plunged into a fabulous dream. This, thought Harry, was surely the only way to travel — past swirls and turrets of snowy cloud, in a car full of hot, bright sunlight, wi...
If she could have died...if she could have disappeared forever...but the solid surface of things refused to dissolve around her, and her body, her hateful hermaphrodite's body, continued in its stubbo...
I'm not going anywhere! said Harry fiercely. One of my best friends is Muggle-born; she'll be first in line if the Chamber really has been opened...
I hate being poor.
I dreamed I was buying new shoes last night, said Ron. What d'ya think that's gonna mean?Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something, said Harry.
Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?