A Heart's A Heavy Burden.

All She Heard Next Of The Strange Conversation Behind The Sofa Was Mrs. Pendragon Saying Something About Sending Twinkle (or Was His Name Howl?) To Bed Without Supper And Twinkle Daring Her To 'jutht Try It.

Chrestomanci Smiled And Swept Out Of The Room Like A Very Long Procession Of One Person.

Imagination Doesn’t Just Mean Making Things Up. It Means Thinking Things Through, Solving Them, Or Hoping To Do So, And Being Just Distant Enough To Be Able To Laugh At Things That Are Normally Painful. Head Teachers Would Call This Escapism, But They Would Be Entirely Wrong. I Would Call Fantasy The Most Serious, And The Most Useful, Branch Of Writing There Is. And This Is Why I Don’t, And Never Would, Write Real Books.

I Could Cut A Star Out Of Paper And Drop It.

Nobody Can Buy A Hat Without Gossiping.