"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."
"So you were going to rescue the Prince! Why did you pretend to run away? To deceive the Witch?""Not likely! I'm a coward. Only way I can do something this frightening is to tell myself I'm not doing it!"
"I think we ought to live happily ever after."
"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."