Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!

If ever I expected to come face to face with an angry Christian fundamentalist, it wasn't in FAO Schwarz.

I have to write the story I want to write. I never wrote them with a focus group of 8-year-olds in mind. I have to continue telling the story the way I want to tell it.

I tell you, that dragon's the most horrible animal I've ever met, but the way Hagrid goes on about it, you'd think it was a fluffy little bunny rabbit.

He might have been encased in a thick glass bubble, so separate did he feel from his three dining companions. It was a sensation with which he was only too familiar, that of walking in a giant sphere of worry, enclosed by it, watching his own terrors roll by, obscuring the outside world.

Always have a vivid imagination, for you never know when you might need it.

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