I see a light in the kitchen. Let us not deprive Molly any longer of the chance to deplore how thin you are.
Books are like mirrors: if a fool looks in, you cannot expect a genius to look out.
Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.
Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles
The Hallows, the Hallows. A desperate man’s dream!
According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.