Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan... - Diana Wynne Jones, Howl's Moving Castle
"Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!"
"Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!"
"My shining dishonesty will be the salvation of me."
"You must admit I have a right to live in a pigsty if I want."
"I think we ought to live happily ever after."
"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."
"I feel ill,"[Howl] announced. "I'm going to bed, where I may die."