I'm a real sucker for guitars. I've had a crush on many, many a guitarist.

You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death.

He sounds exactly like Moody," said Harry quietly, tucking the letter away again inside his robes. "'Constant vigilance!' You'd think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls.

Power was my weakness and my temptation.

I don't think about who the audience is for my books.

Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.

I think Mum's got a second cousin who's an accountant, but we never talk about him.