You know, Minister, I disagree with Dumbledore on many count... - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

"Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect."

"Well, we were always going to fail that one,"said Ron gloomily as they ascended the marble staircase. He had just made Harry feel rather better by telling him how he told the examiner in detail about the ugly man with a wart on his nose in the crystal ball, only to look up and realize he had been describing the examiner's reflection."

"I’ll make Goyle do lines, it’ll kill him, he hates writing,” said Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle’s low grunt and, screwing up his face in a look of pained concentration, mimed writing in midair. “I... must... not... look... like... a... baboon’s... backside."

"Give her hell from us, Peeves."

"Would you like a cough drop Dolores?"