And sure enough, in seeking to become superhuman this foolhardy young man renders himself inhuman. The heart that he has locked away slowly shrivels and grows hair, symbolising his own descent to beasthood.

Wands are only as powerful as the wizards who use them. Some wizards just like to boast that theirs are bigger and better than other people's.

For some to love you, some must loathe you.

He might have crawled up into the airing cupboard and died, but I mustn't get my hopes up.

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

Depression isn't just being a bit sad. It's feeling nothing. It's not wanting to be alive anymore.

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