Don't count your owls before they are delivered.

I am prouder of my years as a single mother than of any other part of my life.

I think they thought it was very arrogant of me to write the end of my seven books series when I didn't have a publisher and no-one had heard of me

Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness?

Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.

And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her.

She had a way of moving that moved him as much as music, which was what moved him most of all. Surely the spirit animating that pearless body must be unusual too? Why would nature make a vessel like that, if not to contain something still more valuable?