Things denied, things untold, things hidden and disguised.

Seven years after becoming a lone parent, I feel qualified to look anyone in the eye and say that people bringing up children single-handedly deserve, not condemnation, but congratulation.

Both could feel the relationship crumbling to pieces beneath the weight of everything that Gavin refused to say.

It was his own grief turned magically to song.

It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . .

There are much more terrible things than physical injury.

We touch other people's lives simply by existing.