"Really, these wizards! You'd think no one had ever had a cold before! Well, what is it?" she asked, hobbling through the bedroom door onto the filthy carpet.
"I'm dying of boredom," Howl said pathetically. "Or maybe just dying."
When you’re old, all you want to do is stare at the scenery. It’s so strange. I’ve never felt so peaceful before.
A fickle heart is the only constant in the world.
Doors are very powerful things. Things are different on either side of them.
What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?
But I discovered that people like me — they do, you know, if you like them — and then it was all right.
Then there you are, then. The day Howl forgets to do that will be the day I believe he’s really in love, and not before.
Sophie listened and felt sad. Interesting things did seem to happen, but always to somebody else.
Some people are thoroughly self-centred. This thing goes with me. I need it for moral support.
He lied about that. He didn’t want to annoy you. He’s a slitherer-outer, if you know what I mean, Your Majesty.
I could cut a star of paper and drop it.
I’m the best and cleanest witch in Ingary.
“You’ll be the death of me! You’re as heartless as Howl!” Calcifer choked.
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