Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched.

Yes, alive,” said Fudge. “That is — I don’t know — is a man alive if he can’t be killed? I don’t really understand it, and Dumbledore won’t explain properly — but anyway, he’s certainly got a body and is walking and talking and killing, so I suppose, for the purposes of our discussion, yes, he’s alive.

You need your Inner Eye tested, if you ask me.

Things denied, things untold, things hidden and disguised.

Do you—do you think I want to—do you think I give a—I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY!" Harry roared. "You will," said Dumbledore sadly. "Because you are not nearly as mad at me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.

We teachers are rather good at magic, you know.

There is plenty of ambitious competition and hypocrisy in the middle class, which makes it a rather fertile environment for a writer.