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“Witches are naturally nosy,â€� said Miss Tick, standing up. “Well, I must go. I hope we shall meet again. I will give you some free advice, though.â€�
“Will it cost me anything?�
“What? I just said it was free!� said Miss Tick.
“Yes, but my father said that free advice often turns out to be expensive,� said Tiffany.
Miss Tick sniffed. “You could say this advice is priceless,� she said, “Are you listening?�
“Yes,� said Tiffany.
“Good. Now...if you trust in yourself...�
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�...and believe in your dreams...�
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�...and follow your star...� Miss Tick went on.
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â€�...you’ll still be beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren’t so lazy. Goodbye.”
― Terry Pratchett, The Wee Free Men

“My particular dread--the vivid possibility that left me staring at tree shadows on the bedroom ceiling night after night--was having to lie in a small tent, alone in an inky wilderness, listening to a foraging bear outside and wondering what its intentions were. I was especially riveted by an amateur photograph in Herrero's book, taken late at night by a camper with a flash at a campground out West. The photograph caught four black bears as they puzzled over a suspended food bag. The bears were clearly startled but not remotely alarmed by the flash. It was not the size or demeanor of the bears that troubled me--they looked almost comically nonaggressive, like four guys who had gotten a Frisbee caught up a tree--but their numbers. Up to that moment it had not occurred to me that bears might prowl in parties. What on earth would I do if four bears came into my camp? Why, I would die, of course. Literally shit myself lifeless. I would blow my sphincter out my backside like one of those unrolling paper streamers you get at children's parties--I daresay it would even give a merry toot--and bleed to a messy death in my sleeping bag.”
― Bill Bryson, A Walk in The Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail

“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.”
― Anne Frank

“Them as can do has to do for them as can't. And someone has to speak up for them as has no voices.”
― Terry Pratchett, The Wee Free Men