Shh! Listen! Someone’s coming! I think — I think it might be us!

If you have to ask, you’ll never know. If you know, you need only ask.

Talent and intelligence never yet inoculated anyone against the caprice of the fates.

You thought I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps you hoped?" said Fleur, her nostrils flaring. "What do I care how he looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave! And I shall do zat!" she added fiercely, pushing Mrs. Weasley aside and snatching the ointment from her.

I've been writing my entire life, and I'll always write. But at times I have told myself that I don't necessarily have to publish anything else.

The wand chooses the wizard.

Dumbledore would have been happier than anybody to think that there was a little more love in the world.