Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness? - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"Here lies Dobby, a free elf."

"Merlin’s beard."

"Her voice was now so shrill only bats would be able to hear it soon, but she had reached a level of indignation that rendered her temporarily speechless.."

"I wish...I wish I were dead...”“And what use would that be to anyone?"

"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"