It's our choices, more than anything, that show who we really are.

I like a quiet life, you know me.

He felt even angrier that Dumbledore was showing signs of weakness. He had no business being weak when Harry wanted to rage and storm at him.

What would your head have been doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" said Snape softly. "Your head is not allowed in Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to be in Hogsmeade.

But Snape always seemed to hate me so much.

I want to fall in love with something in the way I fell in love with the idea of Harry before I write anything else.

I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.