A Quote by J. K. Rowling

Let’s see . . . ah, yes, this is nice and cozy.” It was a broom cupboard. — © J. K. Rowling
Let’s see . . . ah, yes, this is nice and cozy.” It was a broom cupboard.
The greatest investment and greatest fair deal and enterprise is family, cozy homes. A cozy home is based on cozy people. Cozy people are not brought and imported, they are made from the time of birth to the time of infinity.
I quite like convincing the person the broom is their favourite actress. They are talking to a broom and they think it's Julia Roberts and they snog it. In Reading one guy took the broom into the wings and was getting amorous with it. I had a struggle to get it back. He was exhausted when he came out.
After that, he tried to go upstairs through the broom cupboard, and then the yard. This seemed to puzzle him a little. But finally he discovered the stairs, all except the bottom on, and fell up them on his face. The whole castle shook.
A new broom can sweep the floor, but an old broom knows where the dirt is.
Ah! yes, I know: those who see me rarely trust my word: I must look too intelligent to keep it.
A cozy home is not just a sixty-five thousand dollar house bought from Bank of America. A cozy home is a total consciousness of the two individuals within the framework of the home, and in relationship to the entire surrounding of this planet and beyond this planet. God lives in cozy homes.
Ah, but it's nice to be in the opposition, nice to be a bone in somebody's throat.
When you have built a $3 billion company out of a broom closet, I think you are entitled to a nice house.
I learned to fly on a broom," he said, rolling up his sleeves. "I can learn to milk a goat, I bet." Though flying on a broom proved to be the easier task, he found.
Since I was seven years old, they say 'he's nice, he's nice.' Yes, I'm nice, but that's not all I am.
I have very tidy cupboards. I do like a cupboard to look nice when you open it, with the labels facing forward.
When building in a place that already has a dominant style, it's important to behave yourself. Look around; refer to what you see. In the mountains above Salzburg, I saw charming chalets and wildflower meadows. The chalets are cozy - I don't do cozy. The meadows are in a soft disarray - I don't do soft, and I don't do disarray. I do order.
I start to see that I surround myself with broken people; more broken than me. Ah, yes, let me count your cracks. Let's see, one hundred, two... yes, you'll do nicely. A cracked companion makes me look more whole, gives me something outside myself to care for. When I'm with whole, healed people I feel my own cracks, the shatters, the insanities of dislocation in myself.
Yes, I've been in an igloo. They're surprisingly cozy and warm - small, though, you can't really stand up in some.
Poseidon raised his eyebrows as they shook hands. “Blowfish, did you say?” "Ah, no. Blofis, actually.” "Oh, I see,” Poseidon said. “A shame. I quite like blowfish. I am Poseidon.” "Poseidon? That’s an interesting name.” "Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.” "Like the god of the sea.” "Very much like that, yes.
I like to go out, but sometimes it's nice to stay cozy at home, watching movies or TV, especially early in the week.
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