Everythin' seems ter happen ter you, doesn' it?

There's the silver lining I've been looking for.

I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.

Ginny, listen... I can’t be involved with you anymore. We’ve got to stop seeing each other. We can’t be together.” “It’s for some stupid, noble reason, isn’t it?

Curiosity is not a sin.... But we should exercise caution with our curiosity... yes, indeed.

Harry had the impression that even the barman was listening in. He was wiping the same glass with the filthy rag; it was becoming steadily dirtier.

And Death spoke to them —’” “Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?” “It’s a fairy tale, Harry!” “Right, sorry. Go on.