Oh, Honestly, Don't You Two

Which Came First, The Phoenix Or The Flame?

Hermione: You! You Foul, Loathsome, Evil Little Cocroach! Ron: Hermione, No! He's No Worth It.

Fame Is A Fickle Friend, Harry. Celebrity Is As Celebrity Does. Remember That.

Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

Why Was She Always So Craven, So Apologetic? He Had Always Seen Ruth As Separate, Good And Untainted. As A Child, His Parents Had Appeared To Him As Starkly Black And White, The One Bad And Frightening, The Other Good And Kind. Yet As He Had Grown Older, He Kept Coming Up Hard In His Mind Against Ruth's Willing Blindness, To Her Constant Apologia For His Father, To The Unshakeable Allegiance To Her False Idol.