J.K. Rowling Quotes

Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched.... J.K. Rowling

Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched...

The world is full of wonderful things you haven't seen yet. Don't ever give up on

The world is full of wonderful things you haven't seen yet. Don't ever give up on the chance of seeing them.

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.

Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is

Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. Love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves it's own mark. To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love.. J.K. Rowling

It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love.

Hermione was screaming again: the sound went through Harry like physical pain.. J.K. Rowling

Hermione was screaming again: the sound went through Harry like physical pain.

Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter? Yes, said Harry stiffly.

Do you remember me telling you we are practicing non-verbal spells, Potter?"
"Yes," said Harry stiffly.
"Yes, sir."
"There's no need to call me "sir" Professor."
The words had escaped him before he knew what he was saying.

He can run faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.. J.K. Rowling

He can run faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.

Don't talk to me. Why not? Because I want to fix that in my memory for

Don't talk to me."
"Why not?"
"Because I want to fix that in my memory for ever. Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret...

Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share

Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet.

Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord

Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher. There was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head!

Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back.. J.K.

Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back.

I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled.

I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.

Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in

Sometimes you remind me a lot of James. He called it my 'furry little problem' in company. Many people were under the impression that I owned a badly behaved rabbit.

Anyone can speak Troll. All you have to do is point and grunt.. J.K. Rowling

Anyone can speak Troll. All you have to do is point and grunt.

So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've

So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've inherited your mother's brains.

By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.. J.K. Rowling

By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.

It unscrews the other way.. J.K. Rowling

It unscrews the other way.

Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?. J.K. Rowling

Great, tell me when you've defeated Voldemort for me, will you?

Nobody's ever asked me to a party before, as a friend. Is that why you dyed your eyebrow, for the party? Should I do mine too?

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are...

That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices!

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.

We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.

Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.

I think that perhaps if I had had to slow down the ideas so that I could capture them on paper I might have stifled some of them.

Writing for me is a kind of compulsion, so I don't think anyone could have
made me do it, or prevented me from doing it.

Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena where I believed I truly belonged.

I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book

I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me.

What do I care how 'e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!

You are protected, in short, by your ability to love!

And he knew that at that moment, they understood each other perfectly, and when he told her what he was going to do now, she would not say ‘be careful’ or ‘don’t do it’, but she would accept his decision because she would not have expected anything less of him.

I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily.
Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.”
“I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will . . . then she’ll ditch me . . .

Well, I’m sure you’ll find someone somewhere who’ll have you.

Yeah, but the lost diadem," said Michael Corner, rolling his eyes, "is lost, Luna. That's sort of the point.

I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.

Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred," said the boy and off he went.

When we come face-to-face with one down a dark alley, we're going to be having a shufti to see if it's solid, aren't we, we're not going to be asking, 'Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?

And it's Gryfindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle - Flint alongside her - poke him in the eye, Angelina - it was a joke, professor, it was a joke...

Well, we were always going to fail that one," said Ron gloomily as they ascended the marble staircase. He had just made Harry feel rather better by telling him how he told the examiner in detail about the ugly man with a wart on his nose in the crystal ball, only to look up and realize he had been describing the examiner's reflection.

You can laugh! But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack!

Am I about to discover where you, Ron, and Hermione disappeared to while you were supposed to be in the back room of Fred and George's shop?'
'How did you...?'
'Harry, please. You're talking to the man who raised Fred and George.

Well you seemed too busy to call him a prat and I thought someone should.

I don't think you should be an Auror, Harry," said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a mixture of dark magic and gum disease.

Did you see me disarm Hermione, Harry?"
"Only once" said Hermione stung. "I got you loads more then you got me - "
"I did not only get you once, I got you at least three times - "
"Well if you're counting the one where you tripped over your own feet and knocked the wand out of my hand -

I've never stunned anyone except in our D.A. lessons," said Luna, sounding mildly interested. "That was noisier than I thought it would be.

Bad news, Harry. I've just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She – er, got a bit shirty with me. Told me I'd got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about staying alive. Just because I told her I didn't care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch first.

Harry and Hermione are very platonic friends. But I won't answer for anyone else, nudge-nudge wink-wink!

Don't forget to give Neville our love!' Ginny told James as she hugged him.
'Mum! I can't give a professor love!'
'But you know Neville-'
James rolled his eyes.
'Outside, yeah, but at school he's Professor Longbottom, isn't he? I can't walk into Herbology and give him love....

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.

They heard the click of the mail slot and flop of letters on the doormat.
"Get the mail, Dudley," said Uncle Vernon from behind his paper.
"Make Harry get it."
"Get the mail, Harry."
"Make Dudley get it."
"Poke him with your Smelting stick, Dudley.

I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what you said, Harry.

Ask us no questions and we’ll tell you no lies.

Oh, of course," said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library.

I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way...”
“Yes, they do that,” said Dumbledore.

I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are.

Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.

Yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely," said Auntie Muriel in a rather carrying whisper. "But I must say, Ginevra's dress is far too low-cut."
Ginny glanced round, grinning, winked at Harry, then quickly faced the front again.

I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry.

She should've interviewed Snape," said Harry grimly. "He'd give her the goods on me any day. "Potter has been crossing lines ever since he first arrived at this school...

Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs.

I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

Yeah, well, food's one of the five exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfigurations," said Ron, to general astonishment.

How in the name of Merlin's pants have you managed to get your hands on those Horcrux books?

No, thanks," said Harry. "The toilet's never had anything as horrible as your head down it - it might be sick." Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he'd said.

My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities...like the ability to behave myself.

Would you like a cough drop Dolores?

Merlin’s beard.

The poor things keep calling in those – those pumbles, I think they're called – you know, the ones who mend pipes and things – "
"Plumbers?"
" – exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed.

I can't give a Professor love!

Don't be stupid, it's a flying house!

Yeah you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Good-bye.

Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.

You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments.”
“Yeah,” said Harry, “but you, unlike me, are a git.

I'm dying!" Malfoy yelled, as the class panicked. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!

Harry, we saw Uranus up close!” said Ron, still giggling feebly. “Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus - ha ha ha -

I know how to use a fellytone now.

There is no good and evil, there is only power and those too weak to seek it.

What would come, would come...and you would have to meet it, when it did.

The best of us must sometimes eat our words.

As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.
I wish you all very good lives.

Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world.

To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Is 'fat' really the worst thing a human being can be? Is 'fat' worse than 'vindictive', 'jealous', 'shallow', 'vain', 'boring' or 'cruel'? Not to me.

The thing about growing up with Fred and George," said Ginny thoughtfully, "is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.

There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.

Dumbledore will only leave from Hogwarts when there are none loyal to him!

You must accept the reality of other people. You think that reality is up for negotiation, that we think it's whatever you say it is. You must accept that we are as real as you are; you must accept that you are not God.

What's most important in a friendship? Tolerance and loyalty.

I am what I am, an’ I’m not ashamed. 'Never be ashamed,’ my ol’ dad used ter say, ‘there’s some who’ll hold it against you, but they’re not worth botherin’ with.

We can't choose our fate, but we can choose others. Be careful in knowing that.

Call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the proper name for things. Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.

The mistake ninety-nine percent of humanity made, as far as Fats could see, was being ashamed of what they were; lying about it, trying to be somebody else.

Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you.

Have to? Of course you have to! But only because of you, Harry, won't rest until Voldemort is finished! Think now, for once, if you have never heard of the prophecy! What would you do?

Hope springs forever.

Nothing like a nighttime stroll to give you ideas.

All we do is read the stupid textbook," said Ron.

As much money and life as you could want! The two things most human beings would choose above all - the trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them.

Hermione turned and beamed at Harry; her eyes, too, were full of tears.
‘…then I declare you bonded for life.

She picked up the book and then walked back past him into the tent, but as she did so, she brushed the top of his head lightly with her hand. He closed his eyes at her touch, and hated himself for wishing that what she said was true: that Dumbledore had really cared.

You'll stay with me?'
Until the very end,' said James.

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

Does it hurt?" The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it.

"Dying? Not at all," said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep.

Here lies Dobby, a free elf.

Would it hurt to die?

I wish...I wish I were dead...”
“And what use would that be to anyone?

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

Would you like me to [kill you] now?" asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?

Harry, you wonderful boy, you brave, brave man.

He felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder, valiantly keeping him alive. But it would have to stop, and soon. Its beats were numbered. How many would there be time for, as he rose and walked through the castle for the last time, out into the grounds and into the forest?

Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore.
"Avada Kedavra!

And Death spoke to them - ’”
“Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?”
“It’s a fairy tale, Harry!”
“Right, sorry. Go on.

Mad Eye' Moody on the Avada Kedavra curse: "Not nice," he said calmly. "Not pleasant. And there's no counter curse. There's no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and he's sitting right in front of me.

Would it hurt to die? All those times he had thought it was about to happen and escaped, he had never really thought of the thing itself: his will to live had always been so much stronger than his fear of death.

Birth and death: there was the same consciousness of heightened existence and of her own elevated importance

And anyway, it’s not as though I’ll never see Mum again, is it?

But you're dead,' said Harry.
'Oh, yes,' said Dumbledore matter-of-factly.
'Then... am I dead too?'
'Ah,' said Dumbledore, smiling still more broadly. 'That is the question, isn't it? On the whole, dear boy, I think not.

Yes, alive,” said Fudge. “That is - I don’t know - is a man alive if he can’t be killed? I don’t really understand it, and Dumbledore won’t explain properly - but anyway, he’s certainly got a body and is walking and talking and killing, so I suppose, for the purposes of our discussion, yes, he’s alive.

Only one thing mattered: this was not a Horcrux. Dumbledore had weakened himself by drinking that horrible potion for nothing. Harry crumpled the parchment in his hand and his eyes burned with tears as behind him Fang began to howl.

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 stubborn, lumpen way, to live...

As Ginny and Hermione moved closer to the rest of the family, Harry had a clear view of the bodies lying next to Fred: Remus and Tonks, pale and still and peaceful-looking, apparently asleep beneath the dark, enchanted ceiling.

It's going to be all right, sir," Harry said over and over again, more worried by Dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "We're nearly there ... I can Apparate us both back ... don't worry ..."
"I am not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water. "I am with you.

Don’t put your wand there, boy! ... Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!

But Dumbledore says he doesn't care what they do as long as they don't take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.

Oh, there you are, Albus,' he said. 'You've been a very long time. Upset stomach?'
'No, I was merely reading the Muggle magazines,' said Dumbledore. 'I do love knitting patterns.

IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I'LL KILL YOU, HARRY!

Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

Her voice was now so shrill only bats would be able to hear it soon, but she had reached a level of indignation that rendered her temporarily speechless..

I am not forgotten, you know, no, I still receive a very great deal of fan mail.
. . . Gladys Gudgeon writes weekly. . . . I just wish I knew why. . . .”
He paused, looking faintly puzzled, then beamed again and returned to his signing with renewed vigor. “I suspect it is simply my good looks. . . .

Yeah,” said Harry. “No more pretending we care what happens when Jupiter and Uranus get too friendly . . .”
“And from now on, I don’t care if my tea leaves spell die, Ron, die - I’m just chucking them in the bin where they belong.

Look, why don't you go talk to Ron about all this?" Harry asked.
"Well, I would, but he's always asleep when I go and see him!" said Lavender fretfully.
"Is he?" said Harry, surprised, for he had found Ron perfectly alert every time he had been up to the hospital wing.

One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley.

Never try to understand the students. They hate it. They would much rather be tragically misunderstood, wallow in self-pity, stew in their own - ”
“That’s enough, Phineas,” said Dumbledore.

I expect what you're not aware of would fill several books, Dursely.

At least my happiness doesn't depend on Ron's goalkeeping ability.

Well, I don’t know how to break this to you, but I think they might have noticed we broke into Gringotts.

Being fed, and having a soft bed, and other people being in charge, seemed the most wonderful prospect in the world at that moment.

Divination is turning out to be much more trouble than I could have foreseen, never having studied the subject myself.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Why would I go looking for someone I know wants to kill me?

I mean, you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!

His priority did not seem to be to teach them what he knew, but rather to impress upon them that nothing, not even... knowledge, was foolproof.

Destiny is a name often given in retrospect to choices that had dramatic consequences.

Failure gave me an inner security that I had never attained by passing examinations. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way. I discovered that I had a strong will, and more discipline than I had suspected; I also found out that I had friends whose value was truly above the price of rubies.

Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.

All's fair in love and war," said Ron brightly, "and this is a bit of both.

Sometimes, if she simply remained quiet, and let the inadequacy of his excuses reverberate on the air, he became ashamed and backtracked.

She seemed to think that one of the perks of marriage was that it gave you rights of comment and intrusion over single people's love lives.

Books are like mirrors: if a fool looks in, you cannot expect a genius to look out.

I don't believe in the kind of magic in my books. But I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.

One can never have enough socks," said Dumbledore. "Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.

What are you doing with all those books anyway?" Ron asked.
Just trying to decide which ones to take with us," said Hermione. When we're looking for the Horcruxes."
Oh, of course," said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library.

If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.

I think it’s the books that you read when you’re young that live with you forever.

Madam Pince, our librarian, tells me that it is 'pawed about, dribbled on, and generally maltreated' nearly everyday - a high compliment for any book.

I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being-forgive me-rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.

Hello, Harry" said George, beaming at him. "We thought we heard your dulcet tones."
"You don't want to bottle up your anger like that, Harry, let it all out," said Fred, also beaming. "There might be a couple of people fifty miles away who didn't hear you.

Can I have a look at Uranus too, Lavender?

Just think how many books I could've sold if Harry had been a bit more creative with his wand." -[On the success of 50 Shades of Grey]

Ah! Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans! I was unfortunate enough in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one, and since then I’m afraid I’ve rather lost my liking for them - but I think I’ll be safe with a nice toffee, don’t you?”
He smiled and popped the golden-brown bean into his mouth.
“Alas! Ear wax!

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 his mother", said Ron. "Is that normal, Hermione?

If only the hat had mentioned a house for people who felt a bit queasy, that would have been the one for him.

What are we doing here? Has something gone wrong?”
“Oh no, Ron,” came Fred’s voice, very sarcastically. “No, this is exactly where we wanted to end up.

Draco Malfoy is a bad boy!" squeaked Dobby angrily.

Oliver, calm down!” said Fred, looking slightly alarmed. “We’re taking Hufflepuff very seriously. Seriously.

Hagrid looked down at his umbrella and scratched his beard. 'Shouldn'ta lost me temper,' he said ruefully, 'but it didn't work anyway. Meant ter turn him into a pig, but I suppose he was so much like a pig anyway there wasn't much left ter do.

Fred and George turned to each other and said together, “Wow - we’re identical!

Uncle Vernon’s face worked furiously. The idea of being taught consideration by a man who had just blasted away half his living-room wall seemed to be causing him intense suffering.

Time is Galleons, little brother.

Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.

What you fear most of all is - fear. Very wise...

I am very frustrated by fear of imagination, I don’t think that’s healthy.

Voldemort is playing a very clever game. Declaring himself might have provoked open rebellion. Remaining masked has created confusion, uncertainty, and fear.

They moved from the drawing room to a dining room on the ground floor where they found spiders large as saucers lurking in the dresser (Ron left the room hurriedly to make a cup of tea and did not return for an hour and a half)

I never need to find time to read. When people say to me, ‘Oh, yeah, I love reading. I would love to read, but I just don’t have time,’ I’m thinking, ‘How can you not have time?’ I read when I’m drying my hair. I read in the bath. I read when I’m sitting in the bathroom. Pretty much anywhere I can do the job one-handed, I read.

Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song..

Oh, these people's minds work in strange ways, Petunia, they're not like you and me," said Uncle Vernon, trying to knock in a nail with the piece of fruitcake Aunt Petunia had just brought him.

As Hagrid had said, what would come would come and he would have to meet it when it did.

Jiggery pokery!” said Harry in a fierce voice. “Hocus pocus - squiggly wiggly - ”
“MUUUUUUM!” howled Dudley, “He’s doing you know what!

Bisogna chiamare le cose con il loro nome, la paura del nome non fa altro che aumentare la paura della cosa stessa

Harry―yer a wizard.

I have seen your heart, and it is mine.

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.

Aren't you two ever going to read Hogwarts, A History?"

"What's the point?" said Ron. "You know it by heart, we can just ask you.

We have to remember, sometimes the most important history is the history we're making today.

He tried to give his wife pleasure in little ways, because he had come to realize, after nearly two decades together, how often he disappointed her in the big things. It was never intentional. They simply had very different notions of what ought to take up most space in life.

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.

There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry,' said Dumbledore's voice. 'On the contrary... the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

She was half running away from the hall, and she knew that she had done something cataclysmic, and she wanted nothing more than to be swallowed up by the darkness and to disappear forever.

Youth can not know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young.

You're the one who is weak. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

Makes a diff'rence, havin' a decent family,' he said. 'Me dad was decent. An' your mum an' dad were decent. If they'd lived, life woulda bin diff'rent, eh?'

'Yeah, I s'pose,' said Harry cautiously. Hagrid seemed to be in a very strange mood.

'Family,' said Hagrid gloomily. 'Whatever yeh say, blood's important...

Harry... take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my parents...

Family is a life jacket in the stormy sea of life.

By the time she had interpreted Harry's dreams at the top of her voice (all of which, even the ones that involved eating porridge, apparently foretold a gruesome and early death), he was feeling much less sympathetic toward her.

the true master of Death does not seek to run away from Death. He accepts that he must die, and understands that there are far, far worse things in the living world than dying.

Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here!

He must have known I'd want to leave you."
"No, he must have known you would always want to come back.

Harry - you're a great wizard, you know."
"I'm not as good as you," said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him.
"Me!" said Hermione. "Books! And cleverness! There are more important things - friendship and bravery and - oh Harry - be careful!

You think I'm a fool?" demanded Harry.
"No, I think you're like James," said Lupin, "who would have regarded it as the height of dishonor to mistrust his friends.

Go on, have a pasty," said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten).

You will never truly know yourself, or the strength of your relationships, until both have been tested by adversity.

But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.

Then you should have died!!! Died! Rather than betray your friends as we would have done for you!!!

How awful it was, thought Tessa, remembering Fats the toddler, the way tiny ghosts of your living children haunted your heart; they could never know, and would hate it if they did, how their growing was a constant bereavement.

Power was my weakness and my temptation.

Dumbledore raised his finger for silence, a silence which fell as though he had struck Uncle Vernon dumb.

You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. There’s no chance at all of recovery. You’ll just - exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.

I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost . . . but still, I was alive.

She had a way of moving that moved him as much as music, which was what moved him most of all. Surely the spirit animating that pearless body must be unusual too? Why would nature make a vessel like that, if not to contain something still more valuable?

It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.

Kill me then,' panted Harry, who felt no fear at all, but only rage and contempt. 'Kill me like you killed him, you coward-'

DON'T-' screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the house behind them- 'CALL ME A COWARD!

You can't live without failing at something, unless you love so cautiously you might as well have nit lived at all, in which case, you fail be default.

Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.

The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure.

It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling - that really hollowed-out feeling.

Depression isn't just being a bit sad. It's feeling nothing. It's not wanting to be alive anymore.

Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children.

Death's got an Invisibility Cloak?" Harry interrupted again.
"So he can sneak up on people," said Ron. "Sometimes he gets bored of running at them, flapping his arms and shrieking...

Mistletoe," said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry's head. He jumped out from under it.
"Good thinking," said Luna seriously. "It's often infested with nargles.

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.

So why in the name of Merlin’s saggy left - ”
“Don’t talk to your mother like that.

Hello, Minister!" bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I'm resigning?

I’ll make Goyle do lines, it’ll kill him, he hates writing,” said Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle’s low grunt and, screwing up his face in a look of pained concentration, mimed writing in midair. “I... must... not... look... like... a... baboon’s... backside.

Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry" said Hermione, before catching sight of Ron's raised eyebrows, blushing slightly and saying "oh you know what I mean - Goyle's Potion looked like bogies.

Do you mean ter tell me," he growled at the Dursleys, "that this boy - this boy! - knows nothin' abou' - about ANYTHING?"
Harry thought this was going a bit far. He had been to school, after all, and his marks weren't bad.
"I know some things," he said. "I can, you know, do math and stuff.

I knew I could do it all this time,” said Harry, “Because I'd already done it... does that make sense?

Albus Severus," Harry said quietly, so that nobody but Ginny could hear, and she was tactful enough to pretend to be waving to Rose, who was now on the train, "you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.

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