Harry, you wonderful boy, you brave, brave man. - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."

"Not my daughter, you bitch!"

"So that's little Scorpious. Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank god you've inherited your mother's brains."

"Would you like me to [kill you] now?"asked Snape, his voice heavy with irony. "Or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"

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