Killing Rips The Soul Apart.

The Middle Class Is So Funny, It's The Class I Know Best, And It's The Class Where You Find The Most Pretension, So That's What Makes The Middle Classes So Funny.

I Don't Care!" Harry Yelled At Them, Snatching Up A Lunascope And Throwing It Into The Fireplace. "i've Had Enough, I've Seen Enough, I Want Out, I Want It To End, I Don't Care Anymore!

October Extinguished Itself In A Rush Of Howling Winds And Driving Rain And November Arrived, Cold As Frozen Iron, With Hard Frosts Every Morning And Icy Drafts That Bit At Exposed Hands And Faces.

I Think It's Difficult To Be Honest About Certain Aspects Of My Work Without Acknowledging That I Have Experienced Or Felt Or Questioned Certain Of The Themes In The Books.

The Hook-nosed Teacher Looked Past Quirrell’s Turban Straight Into Harry’s Eyes — And A Sharp, Hot Pain Shot Across The Scar On Harry’s Forehead.