By the time she had interpreted Harry's dreams at the top of her voice (all of which, even the ones that involved eating porridge, apparently foretold a gruesome and early death), he was feeling much less sympathetic toward her.

Curiosity is not a sin.... But we should exercise caution with our curiosity... yes, indeed.

You could tie my hands to my sides, I suppose, but I have to write. For my own mental health, I need to write.

We have to choose between what is right, and what is easy.

I'm very frustrated by fear of imagination. I don't think that's healthy.

How’s Norbert doin’?” Norbert?” Charlie laughed. “The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call her Norberta now.” Wha—Norbert’s a girl?

When I was quite young my parents never said books were off limits.