She's As Nutty As Squirrel Poo.

On And On They Flew, Over The Countryside Parceled Out In Patches Of Green And Brown, Over Roads And Rivers Winding Through The Landscapes Like Strips Of Matte And Glossy Ribbon.

George,” Said Fred, “i Think We’ve Outgrown Full-time Education.” “yeah, I’ve Been Feeling That Way Myself,” Said George Lightly.

I Don't Care!" Harry Yelled At Them, Snatching Up A Lunascope And Throwing It Into The Fireplace. "i've Had Enough, I've Seen Enough, I Want Out, I Want It To End, I Don't Care Anymore!" "you Do Care," Said Dumbledore. He Had Not Flinched Or Made A Single Move To Stop Harry Demolishing His Office. His Expression Was Calm, Almost Detached. "you Care So Much You Feel As Though You Will Bleed To Death With The Pain Of It.

I'm Going To Keep Going Until I Succeed — Or Die. Don't Think I Don't Know How This Might End. I've Known It For Years.

Bigotry Is Probably The Thing I Detest Most.