Strange how short-sighted being invisible can make you.

When I was in my teens I had issues with OCD.

Because to confide a part of your soul to something that can think and move for itself is obviously a very risky business.

You look in excellent health to me, Potter, so you will excuse me if I don't let you off homework today. I assure you that if you do die, you need not hand it in.

I don't need to publish to make a living.

I'll be writing until I can't write anymore. It's a compulsion with me. I love writing.

Her son lives. He has her eyes, precisely her eyes. You remember the shape and color of Lily Evans's eyes, I am sure?