In dreams, we enter a world thatโs entirely our own.
I am the freest author in the world.
I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even put a stopper on death.
Sirius looked slightly disconcerted for a moment, then said, "I'll look for him later, I expect I'll find him upstairs crying his eyes out over my mother's old bloomers or something... Of course, he might have crawled into the airing cupboard and died... But I mustn't get my hopes up.
I've been writing my entire life, and I'll always write.
there is plenty to be learned even from a bad teacher: what not to do, how not to be