I'm opposed to fundamentalism in any form.

I want to fall in love with something in the way I fell in love with the idea of Harry before I write anything else.

He felt that he was still groping in the dark; he had chosen his path but kept looking back, wondering whether he had misread the signs, whether he should not have taken the other way.

She kept asking herself whether, if he had looked cleaner, she might have been more concerned; whether, on some subliminal level, she had confused his obvious signs of neglect with street-smartness, toughness and resilience.

You lose your individuality a huge amount when you have no money, and I certainly had that experience.

The only reason to delay at this point was because the immediate prospect was so deeply uninviting.

Because that's what Hermione does,' said Ron, shrugging. 'When in doubt, go to the library.