Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human —” “THEN — I — DON’T — WANT — TO — BE — HUMAN!” Harry roared.

I've been asked this question so many times, do you feel you need to write a book for adults? No, I don't need to write a book for adults.

She was actively frightened of imparting confidences, because she feared that they might betray the world of oddness that lived inside her

Depression isn't just being a bit sad. It's feeling nothing. It's not wanting to be alive anymore.

Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have.

Your great puddin' of a son don' need fattin' anymore Dursley, don't worry

I imagined being a famous writer would be like being like Jane Austen.