Instead (Harry) contented himself with scrawling a note to Ron: Let's do it tonight.

Failure, failure is so important, it doesn’t get spoken about enough, we speak about success all the time.

He lay face down, listening to the silence. He was perfectly alone. Nobody was watching. Nobody else was there. He was not perfectly sure that he was there himself.

I know what you are known as . . . but to me, you will always be Tom Riddle. It is one of the irritating things about old teachers. I am afraid that they never quite forget their charges’ youthful beginnings.

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

I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.