J.K. Rowling Quotes - Page 2

Nobody's ever asked me to a party before, as a friend. Is that why you dyed your eyebrow, for the party? Should I do mine too?

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are...

That's chess!" snapped Ron. "You've got to make some sacrifices!

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

We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.

Understanding is the first step to acceptance, and only with acceptance can there be recovery.

I think that perhaps if I had had to slow down the ideas so that I could capture them on paper I might have stifled some of them.

Writing for me is a kind of compulsion, so I don't think anyone could have
made me do it, or prevented me from doing it.

Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena where I believed I truly belonged.

I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book

I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me.

What do I care how 'e looks? I am good-looking enough for both of us, I theenk! All these scars show is zat my husband is brave!

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

And he knew that at that moment, they understood each other perfectly, and when he told her what he was going to do now, she would not say ‘be careful’ or ‘don’t do it’, but she would accept his decision because she would not have expected anything less of him.

I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily.
Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.”
“I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will . . . then she’ll ditch me . . .

Well, I’m sure you’ll find someone somewhere who’ll have you.

Yeah, but the lost diadem," said Michael Corner, rolling his eyes, "is lost, Luna. That's sort of the point.

I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.

Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred," said the boy and off he went.