I am sorry too," said Lupin. "Sorry I will never know [my son]... but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life.

Her grief was so big and wild it terrified her, like an evil beast that had erupted from under the floorboards.

I don't feel I owe my readers details of my family's private life.

Chess was the only thing Hermione ever lost at, something Harry and Ron thought was very good for her.

Fame is a fickle friend, Harry. Celebrity is as celebrity does. Remember that.

Aunt Petunia often said that Dudley looked like a baby angel — Harry often said that Dudley looked like a pig in a wig.

Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself.