He can run faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.

Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough human left in him to die. Some say he’s still out there, bidin’ his time, like, but I don’ believe it.

Why would I go looking for someone I know wants to kill me?

Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.

Life is too short. I only want to do things that I enjoy, or that I think are good or worth doing.

Some of her self-hatred had oozed out with the blood.

Everyone wanted my emotions to be very simple. They wanted me to say, "I was poor and I was unhappy, and now I've got money and I'm really happy."