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

"Not my daughter, you bitch!"

"He must have known I'd want to leave you.""No, he must have known you would always want to come back."

"After all this time?""Always..."

"Does it hurt?"The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it. "Dying? Not at all,"said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep."

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