I am a believer in free will. If my dog chooses to hate the whole human race except myself, it must be free to do so.
If you stood up and told the truth in the wrong way, it was not true any longer, though it might be as powerful as ever.
I’m a coward. Only way I can do something this frighteningly is to tell myself I’m not doing it!
Howl said, “I think we ought to live happily ever after,” and she thought he meant it.
You don’t give hired assassins supper, do you?” Quentin smiled. “No, but when a wolf follows your sleigh, you give it meat,” he.
Odeio os infelizes – disse Calcifer. – Eles pingam em mim. Prefiro os furiosos.
You people keep spoiling my plans. First Wizard Suliman would not come near the Waste, so that I had to threaten Princess Valeria in order to make the King order him out here. Then, when he came, he grew trees.
Though he did not seem to want to leave the hills, he was known to amuse himself by collecting young girls and sucking the souls from them.
I think it was then that it dawned on me that Mum wasn’t going to notice Chris was missing. She has been made so that she thinks Chris is just round the corner all the time. She doesn’t realise that she never sees him. I don’t know why I didn’t understand earlier. If Aunt Maria can turn Chris into a wolf, she’s surely strong enough to do this to Mum- except that it seems a different kind of thing, much more natural and ordinary, and I didn’t really think she could do both kinds.
The tiny princess glanced up with a shy smile. “Boyth, all,” she said, in a small, lisping voice. Morgan’s.
Why am I holding a dog full of angels?
I’ve never seen why people put such value on things being natural,” Howl said, and Sophie knew then that he was scarcely changed at all.
The rule was: Lose your temper, lose a customer. She had just proved that rule. It troubled her to realise how very enjoyable it had been.
Ann left him there, kneeling among the violets looking out into the fog as if that glimpse of the castle had somehow broken his heart.
Nobody’s safe in a wizard’s house.
That’s magic I admire, using something that exists anyway and turning it round into a curse.
When your surname is Smith, you need to make very sure everyone knows just which Smith you are.
His bedroom door did escape him. “What a lie that was!” Howl remarked as he walked into the wall. “My shining dishonesty will be the salvation of me.” He walked into the wall several times more, in several different places, before he discovered his bedroom door and crashed his way through it. Sophie could hear him falling about, saying that his bed was dodging.
I know Brian is nasty, but I had always thought it was his situation before this,′ Nirupam remarked... Charles could not answer at once, because he was not sure that a person’s character could be separate from his situation in quite this way.
It was a very powerful politeness.
Hasn’t anyone ever told you that the Devil, however he appears, is never a perfect gentleman?