I want to fall in love with something in the way I fell in love with the idea of Harry before I write anything else.

Urgh — essence of Millicent Bulstrode.

We do not need magic to transform our world. We carry all of the power we need inside ourselves already.

What would come, would come...and you would have to meet it, when it did.

It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might has well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.

What's that?" he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another -" "It's not," said Harry cheerfully. "It's a letter from my godfather." "Godfather?" sputtered Uncle Vernon. "You haven't got a godfather!" "Yes, I have," said Harry brightly. "He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though...keep up with my news...check if I'm happy.

To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.