Not my daughter, you bitch! - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
"Not my daughter, you bitch!"
"Not my daughter, you bitch!"
"Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched..."
"It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well."
"For instance, this new idea that You-Know-Who can kill with a single glance from his eyes. That’s a basilisk, listeners. One simple test: Check whether the thing that’s glaring at you has got legs. If it has, it’s safe to look into its eyes, although if it really is You-Know-Who, that’s still likely to be the last thing you ever do."
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
"Yeah, well, food's one of the five exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfigurations,"said Ron, to general astonishment."