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

I will carry on writing, to be sure. But I don't know if I would want to publish again after Harry Potter.

I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.

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

He yearned not to feel... He wished he could rip out his heart, his innards, everything that was screaming inside him.

Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

I have met thousands of children now, and not even one time has a child come up to me and said, 'Ms. Rowling, I'm so glad I've read these books because now I want to be a witch.'