The success of Harry Potter has given me lots of freedom. I can pay my bills, and I don't have to prove anything to anyone anymore.

I was convinced that the only thing I wanted to do ever - was write novels.

There's a time and a place for getting a smart mouth.

As for the fact that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle apeared to be going their different ways when they were usually inseparable, these things happened as people got older--Ron and Hermione, Harry reflected sadly, were living proof.

I've been writing my entire life, and I'll always write. But at times I have told myself that I don't necessarily have to publish anything else.

Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.

How awful it was, thought Tessa, remembering Fats the toddler, the way tiny ghosts of your living children haunted your heart; they could never know, and would hate it if they did, how their growing was a constant bereavement.