Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.

Why are you worrying about YOU-KNOW-WHO, when you should be worrying about YOU-NO-POO? The constipation sensation that's gripping the nation!

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.

It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . .

I just wish I’d asked you sooner. We could’ve had ages . . . months . . . years maybe. . . .

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.

Draco Malfoy is a bad boy!" squeaked Dobby angrily.

Dumbledore will only leave from Hogwarts when there are none loyal to him!

You are protected, in short, by your ability to love!

Everyday interactions we have with other people are definitely contagious, in terms of happiness.

Herman Cain was unaware that China is a nuclear power. And I said to myself, 'Hey, Herman, how about making an unwanted advance on a history book?'

It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics to set you on your feet again.

The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man.

There are many fine things which you mean to do some day, under what you think will be more favorable circumstances. But the only time that is yours is the present.

You can teach to a wall, but when you help someone learn, you have to get involved with the whole person.

I am sick of death and worst of all this sickness feeds on itself, the more afraid I am the more I am afraid the more I flee the more I am afraid the more I am haunted.

Sometimes I feel like a sisterless child.

There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been.

How sometimes nature will betray its folly, Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms!