Favorite Quotes from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

In no particular order...culled from many different sources...

Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure. ~Dumbledore

Why Are You Worrying About You-Know-Who?
You SHOULD Be Worrying About
U-NO-POO --
the Constipation Sensation That's Gripping the Nation!

People expect you to have cooler friends than us. ~Luna Lovegood to Harry

Harry did not usually lie in bed reading his textbooks; that sort of behaviour, as Ron rightly said, was indecent in anybody except Hermione, who was simply weird that way.

I make mistakes like the next man. In fact, being — forgive me — rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger. ~Dumbledore

Be brave like my mother, Professor. ~Harry to Slughorn

I am good -looking enough for both of us, I theenk! ~Fleur Delacour

We must try not to sink beneath our anguish, Harry, but battle on. ~Dumbledore

"Dumbledore's man through and through," said Harry. "That's right."

He accusued me of being 'Dumbledore's man through and through.'
"How very rude of him."
"I told him I was."
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. Behind Harry, Fawkes the phoenix let out a low, soft, musical cry. To Harry’s intense embarrassment, he suddenly realized that Dumbledore’s bright blue eyes looked rather watery, and he stared hastily at his own knees. When Dumbledore spoke, however, his voice was quite steady.
"I am very touched, Harry."

Yes, Harry, you can love....which given everything that has happened to you, is a great and remarkable thing. You are still too young to understand how usual you are, Harry, ~Dumbledore

Don’t you see? Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one that rises against them and strikes back!

But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world.