Sophie did not care to think how Howl might react if Fanny woke him by stabbing him with her parasol.
Beauty isn't made of sugar.
And you're too nice," he added, above the lap-lap of the water and the patter of sand on the water-lily leaves. "I was relying on you being too jealous to let that demon near the place.
Learn to drive?" "Never," said Quentin. "My mission in life is to be a passenger.
Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!
She said 'Over my dead body!' so I took her at her word.