A Fickle Heart Is The Only Constant

Howl Said To Sophie, "i've Been Wondering All Along If You Would Turn Out To Be That Lovely Girl I Met On May Day. Why Were You Scared Then?

Being A Hero Means Ignoring How Silly You Feel.

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.

It Does Seem That A Fantasy, Working Out In Its Own Terms, Stretching You Beyond The Normal Concerns Of Your Own Life, Gains You A Peculiar Charge Of Energy Which Inexplicably Enriches You. At Least, This Is My Ideal Of A Fantasy, And I Am Always Trying To Write It.

I've Seen Golems. They Don't Behave Like A Real Person.