Don't let the muggles get you down.

I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost . . . but still, I was alive.

I hope that even if you remember not a single word of mine, you remember those of Seneca, another of those old Romans I met when I fled down the Classics corridor, in retreat from career ladders, in search of ancient wisdom: As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.

I think it’s the books that you read when you’re young that live with you forever.

Our Headmaster is taking a short break," said Professor McGonagall, pointing at the Snape-shaped hole in the window.

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.

Percy wouldn't notice a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing one of Dobby's hats.