Alas, poor Yorick!" he said. "She heard mermaids, so it follows that there is something rotten in the state of Denmark. I have caught an everlasting cold, but luckily I am terribly dishonest. I cling to that.

SAGE. A wise and Holy man who died a long time ago. No one modern qualifies.

Hope is the forward-looking part of memory.

By now it was clear that Howl was in a mood to produce green slime any second. Sophie hurriedly put her sewing away. "I'll make some hot buttered toast," she said. "Is that all you can do in the face of tragedy??" Howl asked. "Make toast!

In addition, Master Twinkle seems convinced that someone is denying him a pair of stripey trousers.

Do you mind not being so kind and obedient? It makes me nervous.

One person ought to treat another person properly, even if the person's himself.