I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober.
Typical! I break my neck trying to get here, and I find you peacefully tidying up!
You've no right to walk into people's castles and take their guitars.
In the land of Ingary where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of the three. Everyone knows you are the one who will fail first, and worst, if the three of you set out to seek your fortunes.
By now it was clear that Howl was in a mood to produce green slime any second. Sophie hurriedly put her sewing away. "I'll make some hot buttered toast," she said. "Is that all you can do in the face of tragedy??" Howl asked. "Make toast!
You must admit I have a right to live in a pigsty if I want.
If I give you a hint and tell you it's a hint, it will be information.
Go to bed, you fool," Calcifer said sleepily. "You're drunk." "Who, me?" said Howl. "I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober." He got up and stalked upstairs, feeling for the wall as if he thought it might escape him unless he kept in touch with it. His bedroom door did escape him.
It is quite a risk to spank a wizard for getting hysterical about his hair.
If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.
I think we ought to live happily ever after.
I think we ought to live happily ever after," and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after with Howl would be a good deal more hair-raising than any storybook made it sound, though she was determined to try. "It should be hair-raising," added Howl. "And you'll exploit me," Sophie said. "And then you'll cut up all my suits to teach me.
Yes, you are nosy. You're a dreadfully nosy, horribly bossy, appallingly clean old woman. Control yourself. You're victimizing us all.
I feel ill," [Howl] announced. "I'm going to bed, where I may die.
I've got a hangover." "No, you hit your head on the floor." "I can't stay. I've got to rescue that fool Sophie.
That's why I love spiders. 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.
Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!
She said 'Over my dead body!' so I took her at her word.
What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?
Things are going round and round in my head--or maybe my head is going round and round in things.
or simply:
