You don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I've done!

Why were you lurking under our window?" "Yes - yes, good point, Petunia! What were you doing under our windows, boy?" "Listening to the news," said Harry in a resigned voice. His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage. "Listening to the news! Again?" "Well, it changes every day, you see," said Harry.

It's just hard," Harry said finally, in a low voice, "to realize he won't write me again

There is plenty of ambitious competition and hypocrisy in the middle class, which makes it a rather fertile environment for a writer.

They were bullyin' him, Hermione, 'cause he's so small!" said Hagrid. "Small?" said Hermione. "Small?" "Hermione, I couldn't leave him," said Hagrid, tears now trickling down his bruised face into his beard. "See -- he's my brother!

He has never wanted to occupy the throne himself; he prefers the back seat - more room to spread out, you see.

Failure means a stripping away of the inessential.