You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

Harry had the impression that even the barman was listening in. He was wiping the same glass with the filthy rag; it was becoming steadily dirtier.

I don't need a cloak to become invisible.

Time is making fools of us again.

I had the idea of a boy who was a wizard and didn't yet know what he was. I never sat down and wondered, "What shall I write about next?". It just came, fully formed.

Harry, don't go picking a row with Malfoy, don't forget, he's a prefect now, he could make life difficult for you..." "Wow, I wonder what it'd be like to have a difficult life?" said Harry sarcastically.

No, I'm fine,' said Harry, wondering why he kept telling people this, and wondering whether he had ever been less fine.