Howl’s voice was presently heard shouting weakly, “Help me, someone! I’m dying from neglect up here!
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.
A fickle heart is the only constant in this world
One person ought to treat another person properly, even if the person's himself.
My shining dishonesty will be the salvation of me.
It was only when Shona, in sheer fury, turned the carnivorous sheep among them that they moved. They ran, some of them with charming little white sheep attached to their legs or backsides and the rest shouting about monsters.