Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Quotes

“I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.”

“Now if you two don’t mind, I’m going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled.”

“Are you sure that’s a real spell? Well, it’s not very good, is it?”

“Honestly, don’t you two read?”

“But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. Because there are somethings you can’t go through in life and become friends, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.”

“What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows.”

“It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.”

“It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”

“To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”

“You’re a little scary sometimes, you know that? Brilliant ... but scary,”

“Yer a wizard Harry.”

“The truth… It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution.”

“One can never have enough socks.”

“Ah, music,” he said, wiping his eyes. “A magic beyond all we do here!”

“Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!”

“I believe your friends Misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat. No doubt they thought it would amuse you.”

“It’s lucky it’s dark. I haven’t blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs.”

“You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making. As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don’t expect you will really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. . . I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death — if you aren’t as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach.”

“Ah, yes,” he said softly, “Harry Potter. Our new — celebrity.”

Tut, tut — fame clearly isn’t everything.