[about his dress robes...] I’m never wearing them," Ron was saying stubbornly. "Never." "Fine," snapped Mrs. Weasley. "Go naked. And, Harry, make sure you get a picture of him. Goodness knows I could do with a laugh.

These girls... they're going to kill me, Harry.

I like to get in among a set of people and get to know them very well.

Howard was almost as fond of this hall as he was of his own shop. The Brownies used it on Tuesdays, and the Women's Institute on Wednesdays. It had hosted jumble sales and Jubilee celebrations, wedding receptions and wakes, and it smelled of all of these things: of stale clothes and coffee urns, and the ghosts of home-baked cakes and meat salads; of dust and human bodies; but primarily of aged wood and stone.

Bangs and smoke were more often the marks of ineptitude than expertise.

By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.

Whatever money you might have, self-worth really lies in finding out what you do best.