Sounded like a load of waffle to me." "There was some important stuff hidden in the waffle.

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

It's the same story with a few crucial additions; the most important one is you.

You'd think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls.

Your aunt and uncle will be proud, though, won't they?" said Hermione as they got off the train and joined the crowd thronging toward the enchanted barrier. "When they hear what you did this year?" "Proud?" said Harry. "Are you crazy? All those times I could've died, and I didn't manage it? They'll be furious.

No story lives unless someone wants to listen. So thank you, all of you.

The fridge had been emptied of all Dudley’s favorite things — fizzy drinks and cakes, chocolate bars and burgers — and filled instead with fruit and vegetables and the sorts of things that Uncle Vernon called “rabbit food.