Quotes from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Dumbledore watched her fly away, and as her silvery glow faded he turned back to Snape, and his eyes were full of tears. "After all this time?"
"Always", said Snape.

It is the quality of one's convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

But he was home. Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here.

It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well.

Hermione: "We didn't hear stories like that when we were little, we heard 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves' and 'Cinderella'..."
Ron: "What's that? An illness?"

Power was my weakness and my temptation.

Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.

The dedication of this book is split seven ways: To Neil, to Jessica, to David, to Kenzie, to Di, to Anne, and to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.

If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you, but no pressure.

Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: to think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living. And above all, all those who live without love.

I mean, you could claim that anything's real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody's proved it doesn't exist!

Actually, I’m highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook.

"Are you planning to follow a career in Magical Law, Miss Granger?" asked Scrimgeour.
"No, I’m not," retorted Hermione. "I'm hoping to do some good in the world!"

"So that's little Scorpius," said Ron under his breath. "Make sure you beat him in every test, Rosie. Thank God you inherited your mother's brains."
"Ron, for heaven's sake," said Hermione, half-stern, half-amused. "Don't try to turn them against each other before they've even started school!"
"You're right, sorry," said Ron, but unable to help himself he added, "don't get too friendy with him, though, Rosi. Granddad Weasley would never forgive you if you married a pure-blood."

Wands are only as powerful as the wizards who use them. Some wizards just like to boast that theirs are bigger and better than other people's.

Hermione: "You think it's all going to be all right if you just say sorry?"
Ron: "Well, what else can I say?"
Hermione: "Oh, I don't know! Rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds."

Harry: "You're not still mad at him, are you?"
Hermione: "I'm always mad at him."

"My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you?" Dumbledore sighed, looking down into Snape's ferocious, anguished face. "If you insist..."

If we die for them, I'll kill you, Harry!

Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.
"Ouch - ow - gerroff! What the -? Hermione - OW!"
"You - complete - arse - Ronald - Weasley!"
She punctuated every word with a blow: Ron backed away, shielding his head as Hermione advanced.

There are no more Horcruxes. It's just you and me. Neither can live while the other survives, and one of us is about to leave for good.

Come, daddy. Harry doesn't want to talk to us right now. He's just too polite to say it.

"Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?"
Luna: "I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning."

I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes.

Don't get lulled into a false sense of security, thinking he's out of the country. Maybe he is, maybe he isn't, but the fact remains he can move faster than Severus Snape confronted with shampoo.

Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

Snape: "I wish... I wish I were dead..."
Dumbledore: "And what use would that be to anyone?"

And leave Hermione? You mad? We wouldn't last two days without her. Don't tell her I said that.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," hissed Hermione, and as she dragged the waitress out of sight of the windows, Harry heard her mutter a suggestion as to where Ron could stick his wand instead.

"They think I'm a waste of space, actually, but I'm used to -"
"I don't think you're a waste of space."
If Harry had not seen Dudley's lips move, he might not have believed it.

Phineas Nigellus: "Headmaster! They are camping in the Forest of Dean! The Mudblood -"
Severus Snape: "Do not use that word!'

Snape: "I am not such a coward."
Dumbledore: "No. You are a braver man by far than Igor Karkaroff. You know, I sometimes think we Sort too soon."

You didn't just lose a mother that night in Godric's Hollow, you know. I lost a sister.

"Why would Harry Potter try to get inside Ravenclaw Tower? Potter belongs in my house!"
Beneath the disbelief and anger, Harry heard a little strain of pride in her voice, and affection for Minerva McGonagall gushed up inside him.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU B-TCH!" Mrs. Weasley threw off her cloak as she ran, freeing her arms. Bellatrix spun on the spot, roaring with laughter at the sight of her new challenger. "OUT OF MY WAY!" shouted Mrs. Weasley to the three girls, and with a swipe of her wand she began to duel.

"You - will - never - touch - our - children - again!" screamed Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix laughed, the same exhilarated laugh her cousin Sirius had given as he toppled backwards through the veil, and suddenly Harry knew what was going to happen before it did. Molly's curse soared beneath Bellatrix's outstretched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart.

"I'll join you when Hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!" he shouted, and there was an answering cheer from the crowd, whom Voldemort's Silencing Charms seemed unable to hold.

We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.

Hermione: "It's impossible to make good food out of nothing! You can summon it if you know where it is, you can transform it, you can increase the quantity if you've already got some -"
Ron: "- well, don't bother increasing this, it's disgusting."

Ron: "What are we doing with all these books, anyway?"
Hermine: "Just trying to decide which ones to take with us when we're looking for the Horcruxes."
Ron: "Oh, of course. I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."

I think you're like James, who would have regarded it as the height of dishonour to mistrust his friends.

Lily: "Does it make a difference, being Muggle-born?"
Severus: "No. It doesn't make any difference."

Harry: "Why are you here? All of you?"
Lily: "We never left."

Kill me, then, Voldemort, I welcome death! But my death will not bring you what you seek... there is so much you do not understand...

Carrow: "Couple of kids more or less, what's the difference?"
McGonagall: "Only the difference between truth and lies, courage and cowardice. A difference, in short, which you and your sister seem unable to appreciate."

Bellatrix: "How dare you defy your masters?"
Dobby: "Dobby has no master! Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!"