I don't want locomotiary substitution or remote intransitory convolution; only one precise solution is the key: substitutiary locomotion it must be!
Other witches and wizards, apprentice or accomplished.
When you rush around in hopeless circles, searching everywhere for something true, you're at the age of not believing, when all the make-believe is through. When you set aside your childhood heroes, and your dreams are lost upon a shelf, you're at the age of not believing, and worst of all you doubt yourself. You're a castaway where no one hears you, on a barren isle in a lonely sea... Where did all the happy endings go? Where can all the good times be? You must face the age of not believing, doubting everything you ever knew, until at last, you start believing there's something wonderful... in you! Miss Price: That's my nightgown. Mr. Browne: [dancing with it] Is it really, my dear? Miss Price: Yes, and I'm not responsible for its behaviour. Mr. Browne: Obviously not, my dear.
I love those Disney movies, they are so quaint!
Mr Emelius Browne's Correspondence College of Witchcraft books, especially "The Spells Of Astaroth," and I have a new appreciation for a certain comic book.
My father