Overload 'em with information an' they'll kill yeh jus' to simplify things.

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

Harry, we saw Uranus up close!” said Ron, still giggling feebly. “Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus — ha ha ha —

The poor are discussed as this homogeneous mash, like porridge. The idea that they might be individuals, and be where they are for very different, diverse reasons, again seems to escape some people.

I was convinced that the only thing I wanted to do ever - was write novels.

I’m very busy with schoolwork, of course." "How can she be?" said Ron in horror. "We’re on vacation!

He put his foot on one pedal, scooted a few yards and swung his other leg over the saddle. He soared left into the vertiginously sloping hillside road and sped, without touching his brakes ... The hedgerows and sky blurred; he imagined himself in a velodrome as the wind whipped his hair clean...