“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.”

“How did you get here?" Harry asked."Flew," said Hagrid."Flew?”

“Parminder's rage crashed over her like a tidal wave, dragging Sukhvinder with it, so that she was unable to find her feet or right herself.”

“Failure is a stripping away of the inessential.”

“The sooner this wedding's over the happier I'll be." [Ron]"Yeah" said Harry, "then we'll have nothing to do except find Horcruxes....It'll be like a holiday, won't it? ”

“Dawn was breaking over the horizon, shell pink and faintly gold...”

“Mistletoe," said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry's head. He jumped out from under it. "Good thinking," said Luna seriously. "It's often infested with nargles.”