Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

First sign of madness, talking to your own head.

Training for the ballet, Potter?" yelled Malfoy.

Wit beyond measure is a man's greatest treasure.

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

Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness?

Daddy, look — one of the gnomes actually bit me!

Don't count your owls before they are delivered.

I knew no one who'd ever been in the public eye.

You’d think a bit of kissing would cheer her up.

Decent people are so easy to manipulate, Potter.

It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love.

You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us?

There's the silver lining I've been looking for.

In opening them, he discovered that he had eyes.

I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for.

words are our most inexhaustible source of magic.

He dreamed of London and of a life that mattered.

The world is my oyster. I can do whatever I like.

Even You-Know-Who can't split himself into seven.

We touch other people's lives simply by existing.

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

Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles

I think you're working and learning until you die.

Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places.

Nothing like a nighttime stroll to give you ideas.

Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.

Failure means a stripping away of the inessential.

Every writer must have a chip of ice in his heart.

Writing and cafes are strongly linked in my brain.

There will always be a easy path and a right path.

Excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?

The Hallows, the Hallows. A desperate man’s dream!

Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!

It was as if Snape had started handing out sweets.

Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son.

Yeah, I get a death scene, but what does that mean?

Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.

There,” she said softly. “Now he could be sleeping.

Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter.

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

Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.

I'm not writing to make anyone's children feel safe.

Like a tongue on frozen steel, like flesh in flame —

I'm a writer, and I will write what I want to write.

In dreams, we enter a world that’s entirely our own.

A Horcrux is the complete opposite of a human being.

I did not set out to convert anyone to Christianity.

I am proud of having done what I've done. Very proud.

I don't think about who the audience is for my books.

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