You are — truly your father’s son, Harry. . . .

The middle class is so funny, it's the class I know best, and it's the class where you find the most pretension, so that's what makes the middle classes so funny.

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind.

I don't think about who the audience is for my books.

I am the freest author in the world.

Then you should have died! Died, rather than betray your friends, as we would have done for you!

But who could bear to know which stars were already dead, she thought, blinking up at the night sky; could anybody stand to know that they all were?