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Failure, Failure Is So Important, It Doesn’t Get Spoken About Enough, We Speak About Success All The Time.

But Dobby Shouted, "you Shall Not Harm Harry Potter! ... He Got Up, Face Livid, And Pulled Out His Wand, But Dobby Raised A Long, Threatening Finger. "you Shall Go Now," He Said Fiercely, Pointing Down At Mr. Malfoy. "you Shall Not Touch Harry Potter. You Shall Go Now.

I've Got Two Daughters Who Will Have To Make Their Way In This Skinny-obsessed World, And It Worries Me, Because I Don't Want Them To Be Empty-headed, Self-obsessed, Emaciated Clones; I'd Rather They Were Independent, Interesting, Idealistic, Kind, Opinionated, Original, Funny – A Thousand Things, Before 'thin'. And Frankly, I'd Rather They Didn't Give A Gust Of Stinking Chihuahua Flatulence Whether The Woman Standing Next To Them Has Fleshier Knees Than They Do. Let My Girls Be Hermiones, Rather Than Pansy Parkinsons. Let Them Never Be Stupid Girls.

I—i Didn't Think—" "that," Said Professor Mcgonagall, "is Obvious.

For In Dreams We Enter A World That Is Entirely Our Own. Let Them Swim In The Deepest Ocean Or Glide Over The Highest Cloud.