So it took me 19 days to read ‘Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.’ Not bad! Certainly my favorite of the seven-book series. I wish I read these books before watching the movies, but I still got a kick out of noticing the vast differences between book/movie. In any rate, the Harry Potter books will always be beloved/respected/and even studied years from now for the great imagination/writing of J.K. Rowling. It’s rare for a book series to get better with each book, and it’s even rarer to piece everything together flawlessly.
Cheers to Rowling! 8-)
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March 28, 2013
March 28, 2013
"The scar had not pained Harry for nineteen years. All was well."
— J.K. Rowling
March 28, 2013
"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love."
— J.K. Rowling
March 27, 2013
"The castle was unnaturally silent. There were no flashes of light now, no bangs or screams or shouts. The flagstones of the deserted entrance hall were strained with blood. Emeralds were still scattered all over the floor, along with pieces of marble and splintered wood. Part of the banisters had been blown away."
— J.K. Rowling
March 27, 2013
"The world had ended, so why had the battle not ceased, the castle fallen silent in horror, and every combatant laid down their arms?"
— J.K. Rowling
March 27, 2013
"A gigantic dragon was tethered to the ground in front of them, barring access to four or five of the deepest vaults in the place. The beast’s scales had turned pale and flaky during its long incarceration under the ground; its eyes were milkily pink; both rear legs bore heavy cuffs from which chains led to enormous pegs driven deep into the rocky floor. Its great spiked wings, folded close to its body, would have filled the chamber if it spread them, and when it turned its ugly head toward them, it roared with a noise that made the rock tremble, opened its mouth, and spat a jet of fire that sent them running back up the passageway."
— J.K. Rowling
March 27, 2013
"Bill and Fleur’s cottage stood alone on a cliff overlooking the sea, its walls embedded with shells and whitewashed. It was a lonely and beautiful place. Wherever Harry went inside the tiny cottage or its garden, he could hear the constant ebb and flow of the sea, like the breathing of some great, slumbering creature. He spent much of the next few days, making excuses to escape the crowded cottage, craving the cliff-top view of open sky and wide, empty sea, and the feel of cold, salty wind on his face."
— J.K. Rowling
March 27, 2013
"The sea gushed forward and backward; it was a mournful sound."
— J.K. Rowling
March 25, 2013
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He did not know or care whether they were wizards or Muggles, friends or foes; all he cared about was that a dark strain was spreading across Dobby’s front, and that he had stretched out his thin arms to Harry with a look of supplication. Harry caught him and laid him sideways on the cool grass.
“Dobby, no, don’t die, don’t dies -“
The elf’s eyes found him, and his lips trembled with the effort to form words.
“Harry…Potter…”
And then with a little shudder the elf became quite still,and his eyes were nothing more than great glassy orbs, sprinkled with light from the stars they could not see.
"— J.K. Rowling
March 24, 2013
"Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving."
— J.K. Rowling
March 21, 2013
"They were standing hand in hand in a snowy lane under a dark blue sky, in which the night’s first stars were already glimmering feebly. Cottages stood on either side of the narrow road, Christmas decorations twinkling in their windows. A short way ahead of them, a glow of golden streetlights indicated the center of the village."
— J.K. Rowling
March 21, 2013
"Plunk, plunk, plunk. The rain was falling harder and heavier; it pattered on the leaf-strewn bank all around them and into the river chattering through the dark."
— J.K. Rowling
March 15, 2013
"Dusk was really falling outside now; the marquee beyond the windows towered ghostly white over the hedge."
— J.K. Rowling
March 15, 2013
"
…and then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before, and Harry was kissing her back, and it was blissful oblivion, better than firewhisky; she was the only real thing in the world, Ginny, the feel of her, one hand at her back and one in her long, sweet-smelling hair -
The door banged open behind them and they jumped apart.
"— J.K. Rowling
March 12, 2013
"And then Harry saw him. Voldemort was flying like smoke on the wind, without broomstick or thestral to hold him, his snakelike face gleaming out of the blackness, his white fingers raising his wand again…"
— J.K. Rowling
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