Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies?
Maybe he murdered Myrtle; that would’ve done everyone a favor. . . .
Andrew hated to see her humiliated and pathetic like this; but he half hated her too for landing herself in it, when any idiot could have seen.
In many, many ways... Hufflepuff is my favorite house.
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.