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Tessa Was Convinced That It Was A Lie, And Also That Everything She Had Done In Her Life, Telling Herself That It Was For The Best, Had Been No More Than Blind Selfishness, Generating Confusion And Mess All Around. But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know They All Were?

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Tessa Was Convinced That It Was A Lie, And Also That Everything She Had Done In Her Life, Telling Herself That It Was For The Best, Had Been No More Than Blind Selfishness, Generating Confusion And Mess All Around. But Who Could Bear To Know Which Stars Were Already Dead, She Thought, Blinking Up At The Night Sky; Could Anybody Stand To Know They All Were?

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He Dreamed Of London And Of A Life That Mattered.

Sport Is A Very Important Subject At School, That's Why I Gave Quidditch Such An Important Place At Hogwarts. I Was Very Bad In Sports, So I Gave Harry A Talent I Would Really Loved To Have. Who Wouldn't Want To Fly?

I Don't Mean To Be Rude—" He Began, In A Tone That Threatened Rudeness In Every Syllable. "yet, Sadly, Accidental Rudeness Occurs Alarmingly Often," Dumbledore Finished The Sentence Gravely.

I'd Always Said Never Say Never, Because I Knew That Warner Brothers Wanted To Do Something With "fantastic Beasts," And I Did Have Kind Of A Yen To Do That.

Vot Is The Point Of Being An International Quidditch Player If All The Good-looking Girls Are Taken?

The Fates Have Informed Me That Your Examination In June Will Concern The Orb, And I Am Anxious To Give You Sufficient Practice. Hermione Snorted. "well Honestly... 'the Fates Have Informed Her'... Who Sets The Exam? She Does!

From This Point Forth, We Shall Be Leaving The Firm Foundation Of Fact And Journeying Together Through The Murky Marshes Of Memory Into Thickets Of Wildest Guesswork.

Someone Creeping Into His Yard In The Dead Of Night? More Likely There's A Very Shell-shocked Cat Wandering Somewhere, Covered In Potato Peelings.

You Know, I Don’t Get Why Fred And George Only Got Three O.w.l.s Each,” Said Harry, Watching As Fred, George, And Lee Collected Gold From The Eager Crowd. “they Really Know Their Stuff. . . .” “oh, They Only Know Flashy Stuff That’s No Real Use To Anyone,” Said Hermione Disparagingly. “no Real Use?” Said Ron In A Strained Voice. “hermione, They’ve Got About Twenty-six Galleons Already. . . .

Hermione Drew Herself To Her Full Height; Her Eyes Were Narrowed And Her Hair Seemed To Crackle With Electricity. "no," She Said, Her Voice Quivering With Anger, "but I Will Write To Your Mother.

I've Never Managed To Keep A Journal Longer Than Two Weeks.

That Old Berk," Muttered Aberforth, Taking Another Swig Of Mead. "thought The Sun Shone Out Of My Brother's Every Orifice, He Did.

Yes, My Tiara Sets Off The Whole Thing Nicely," Said Auntie Muriel In A Rather Carrying Whisper. "but I Must Say, Ginevra's Dress Is Far Too Low-cut." Ginny Glanced Round, Grinning, Winked At Harry, Then Quickly Faced The Front Again.

Things We Lose Have A Way Of Coming Back To Us In The End, If Not Always In The Way We Expect.

Inspirational Harry Potter

It Is Impossible To Live Without Failing At Something, Unless You Live So Cautiously That You Might Has Well Not Have Lived At All, In Which Case You Have Failed By Default.

I Really Like How The Sixth Book Is Going. A Lot Happens In The Sixth Book And A Lot Of Questions Are Answered. I Really Have A Sense That We Are Nearly There And It Is Time For Answers, Not More Questions And Clues, Although Obviously There Are A Few Clues As I Am Not Quite Finished Yet.

I Don't Read 'chick Lit,' Fantasy Or Science Fiction But I'll Give Any Book A Chance If It's Lying There And I've Got Half An Hour To Kill.

You've Got To Appreciate What The Worst Is. You Don't Want To Find Yourself In A Situation Where You're Facing It.

Finding Yourself

Where Is Wood?" Said Harry, Suddenly Realizing He Wasn't There. "still In The Showers," Said Fred. "we Think He's Trying To Drown Himself.

Funny Harry Potter

Snape Was Looking As Though The First Person To Ask Him For A Love Potion Would Be Force-fed Poison.

You Can Have A Very Intense Relationship With Fictional Characters Because They Are In Your Own Head.

You Can't Give A Dementor The Old One-two!

Howard And Shirley Were Clothed, Always, In An Invisible Layer Of Decorum That They Never Laid Aside.

In Many, Many Ways... Hufflepuff Is My Favorite House.

It's Going To Be Really Emotional To Say Goodbye. I'm Going To Find It Very Difficult. But It Must Be Done, It Must Be Done.

Harry Potter Has Kindly Joined Us For My Rebirthing Party. One Might Go So Far As To Call Him My Guest Of Honor.

I'm A Writer, And I Will Write What I Want To Write.

Percy Wouldn't Notice A Joke If It Danced Naked In Front Of Him Wearing One Of Dobby's Hats.

We Have To Choose Between What Is Right, And What Is Easy.

Inspirational Tattoo

Tut, Tut — Fame Clearly Isn't Everything.

The Inner Eye Does Not See Upon Command.

Some Of The Furor That Surrounded A Harry Potter Publication Was Fun.

Voldemort Is Playing A Very Clever Game. Declaring Himself Might Have Provoked Open Rebellion. Remaining Masked Has Created Confusion, Uncertainty, And Fear.

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