What I Would Most Like To Think

I Don't Believe In The Kind Of Magic In My Books. But I Do Believe Something Very Magical Can Happen When You Read A Good Book.

There Is Plenty Of Ambitious Competition And Hypocrisy In The Middle Class, Which Makes It A Rather Fertile Environment For A Writer.

There's The Silver Lining I've Been Looking For.

I'm Happy To Talk In General Themes, But When We Get Down To Specifics About My Family, For Me That's Always Been Off-limits.

The Exceptions Were Two Men A Little Ahead Of Them, Standing Just Outside The Three Broomsticks. One Was Very Tall And Thin; Squinting Through His Rain-washed Glasses Harry Recognized The Barman Who Worked In The Other Hogsmeade Pub, The Hog’s Head. As Harry, Ron, And Hermione Drew Closer, The Barman Drew His Cloak More Tightly Around His Neck And Walked Away, Leaving The Shorter Man To Fumble With Something In His Arms. They Were Barely Feet From Him When Harry Realized Who The Man Was. “mundungus!