When have you looked?" said Sophie. "Oh, how your rears flap and your long nose twitches", Howl croaked.
Diana Wynne JonesI only want to catch you,โ Michael explained. โI wonโt hurt you.โ โNo! No!โ the star crackled desperately. โThatโs wrong! Iโm supposed to die!โ โBut I could save you if youโd let me catch you,โ Michael told it gently. โNo!โ cried the star. โIโd rather die!
Diana Wynne JonesSophie said a bad word. In the dim light she had stubbed her toe on one of the many dusty bricks piled around the place. Naughty-naughty" Twinkle said. Oh shut up!" Sophie said , standing on one leg to hold her toe. "Why don't you grow up?
Diana Wynne JonesAfter that, all the while Millie was eating the pudding... we both tore Christopher's character to shreds. It was wonderful fun.... He drove everyone mad in Chrestomanci Castle by insisting on silk shirts and exactly the right kind of pajamas. 'And he could get them right anyway by magic,' Millie told me, 'if he wasn't too lazy to learn how.... But the thing that really annoys me is the way he never bothers to learn a person's name. If a person isn't important to him, he always forgets their name.' When Millie said this, I realized that Christopher had never once forgotten my name.
Diana Wynne JonesThis is the mythosphere. It's made up of all the stories, theories and beliefs, legends, myths and hopes, that are generated here on Earth. As you can see, it's constantly growing and moving as people invent new tales to tell or find new things to believe. The older strands move out to become these spirals, where things tend to become quite crude and dangerous. They've hardened off, you see.
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