He gave everything to everybody. Except to me.

J.K. Rowling

J.K. Rowling

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

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I see now that what I have done, and not done, with regard to you, bears all the hallmarks of the failing of age. Youth cannot know how age thinks and feels. But old men are guilty if they forget what it was to be young... and I seem to have forgoten, lately...

The smell from the kitchen was getting stronger: It was something like burning underpants. Harry wondered whether it would be possible to eat enough of whatever Xenophilius was cooking to spare his feelings.

The wizards represent all that the [normal person] most fears: They are plainly outcasts and comfortable with being so.

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live..

Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light.

Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir, said the giant, climbing carefully off the motorcycle as he spoke. Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I've got him, sir.

Ever since Barry's funeral, Gavin had dwelled, with a sense of deep inadequacy, on the comparatively small gap that he was sure he would leave behind in his community, should he die. Looking at Mary, he wondered whether it would not be better to leave a huge hole in one person's heart.

I'm not having one in the house, Petunia! Didn't we swear when we took him in we'd stamp out that dangerous nonsense?

The trouble is, humans do have a knack of choosing precisely those things that are worst for them.

Chizpurfle infestations explain the puzzling failure of many relatively new Muggle electrical artifacts.

Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something pure and defenseless to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips.

Don't let it worry you," said Ron. "It's me. I'm extremely famous.

Let muggles manage without us!

You dare--? said Voldemort again.