Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.
J. K. RowlingLook...at...me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
J. K. RowlingSo why in the name of Merlinโs saggy left โโ โDonโt talk to your mother like that.
J. K. Rowling