Molly blinked, then looked at Thomas and said, "Wait a minute.... We're his flunkies." "You, may be," Thomas said, sneering. "I'm his thug. I'm way higher than a flunky." "You are high if you think I'm taking any orders from you," Molly said tartly.

My friend is going to save a little girl from monsters. I am going with him. That's what friends do.

Could a man's heart, his soul, perish and yet leave him walking and talking as if alive?

If you can't manage courtesy, try silence.

Just remember that you're on my list, Marcone. Soon as I get done with all the other evils in this town, you won't be the lesser of them anymore." Marcone stared at me with half-lidded eyes and said, "Eek.

Life is too short, Harry. And there's nowhere near enough joy in it. If you find it, grab it. Before it's gone.

I felt my face stretch in a victorious smile. The potion had worked. I was inside. I had to suppress an urge to break into a soft shoe routine. Sometimes being able to use magic was so cool.