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

"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?"

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

"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."

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

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

"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."

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

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

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

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

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

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