J. K. Rowling

You are the true master of death, because the true master does not seek to run away from Death.

Albus Severus," Harry said quietly, so that nobody but Ginny could hear, and she was tactful enough to pretend to be waving to Rose, who was now on the train, "you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

I think the single biggest thing that money gave me-and obviously I came from a place where I was a single mother and it really was hand to mouth at one point. It was literally as poor as you can get in Britain without being homeless at one point. If you've ever been there you will never, ever take for granted that you don't need to worry. Never.

He was going to be armed with his wand - which, just now, felt like nothing more than a narrow strip of wood - against a fifty-foot-high, scaly, spike-ridden, fire-breathing dragon.

Ginny came in to visit while you were unconscious", he said, after a long pause, and Harry's imagination zoomed into overdrive, rapidly constructing a scene in which Ginny, weeking over his lifeless form, confessed her feelings of deep attraction to him while Ron gave them his blessing.

Magic causes as much trouble as it cures.

I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter —

Ah, go boil yer heads, both of yeh", said Hagrid. “Harry — yer a wizard.

Which only goes to show that the best of us must sometimes eat our words,' Dumbledore went on, smiling.

Krystal flung herself violently off the chair, away from her mother. She was surprised to feel warm liquid flowing down her cheeks, and thought confusedly of blood, but it was tears, only tears, clear and shining on her fingertips when she wiped them away.

However my parents - both of whom came from impoverished backgrounds and neither of whom had been to college, took the view that my overactive imagination was an amusing quirk that would never pay a mortgage or secure a pension.

If someone asked for my recipe for happiness, step one would be finding out what you love most in the world and step two would be finding someone to pay you to do it. I consider myself very lucky indeed to be able to support myself by writing.

You will never truly know yourself or the strength of your relationships until both have been tested by adversity.

... you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!

Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places.

Her grief was so big and wild it terrified her, like an evil beast that had erupted from under the floorboards.

In the end, it mattered not that you could not close your mind. It was your heart that saved you.

We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.

If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love.

Whenever he was in company he wanted to get away, and whenever he was alone he wanted company.

Dumbledore was on his feet again, pale as any of the surrounding Inferi, but taller than any too, the fire dancing in his eyes; his wand was raised like a torch and from its tip emanated the flames, like a vast lasso, encircling them all with warmth.