Sometimes ideas just come to me. Other times I have to sweat and almost bleed to make ideas come. It's a mysterious process, but I hope I never find out exactly how it works.

I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.

Contemplating the task ahead would not make it easier or the water warmer.

In truth, I never consider the audience for whom I'm writing. I just write what I want to write.

I look at the effect that an individual's fame has on their family, for example, and the limitations that places upon your life to an extent - of course, it brings marvelous things too, but it brings them mainly to the individual. The people around the famous person often pay a price without reaping many of the rewards.

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

Some wounds run too deep for the healing.