Luck can only get you so far.
Bless my soul,โ whispered the old bartender, โHarry Potter . . . what an honor.
Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it.
When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.
There is no part of me that feels that I represented myself as your childrenโs babysitter or their teacher. I was always, I think, completely honest. Iโm a writer, and I will write what I want to write.
You said to us once before," said Hermione quietly, "that there was time to turn back if we wanted to. We've had time, haven't we?