J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

"Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet."

"Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back."

"Honestly, if you were any slower, you’d be going backward."

"Do I look stupid?"snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache."

"Ginny!"said Mr. Weasley, flabbergasted. "Haven't I taught you anything? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain?"

"The poor things keep calling in those – those pumbles, I think they're called – you know, the ones who mend pipes and things – ""Plumbers?""– exactly, yes, but of course they're flummoxed."

"Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world."

"Hearing voices no one else can hear isn't a good sign, even in the wizarding world."

"Well, you're expelling us aren't you?"said Ron."Not today, Mr. Weasley."Snape looked as though Christmas had been canceled."

"It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."

"I WILL NOT TOLERATE MENTION OF YOUR ABNORMALITY UNDER THIS ROOF!"

"His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,His hair is as dark as a blackboard.I wish he was mine, he's really divine,The hero who conquered the Dark Lord."