Go on, have a pasty," said Harry, who had never had anything to share before or, indeed, anyone to share it with. It was a nice feeling, sitting there with Ron, eating their way through all Harry's pasties, cakes, and candies (the sandwiches lay forgotten).
J. K. RowlingYou can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But youโll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. Thereโs no chance at all of recovery. Youโll just โ exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.
J. K. Rowling