Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!

I'm going to bed, where I may die.

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.

You have an instinct, Sophie, that's how," said Howl. "Nothing is safe from you. If I were to court a girl who lived on an iceberg in the middle of the ocean, sooner or later—probably sooner—I'd look up to see you swooping overhead on a broomstick. In fact, by now I'd be disappointed in you if I didn't see you.

You must admit I have a right to live in a pigsty if I want.

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!