I'm going up to my room now, where I may die.

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

To love someone enough to let them go, you had to let them go forever or you did not love them that much.

Slender Youth. A tour companion who may be either a lost prince or a girl/princess in disguise. In the latter case it is tactful to pretend you think she is a boy. She/he will be ignorant, hasty and shy, and will need hauling out of trouble quite a lot. But she/he will grow up in the course of the Tour. In fact she/he will be the only Companion who will change in any way. Quite often, she/he will soon exhibit a very useful talent for magic and end up by hauling everyone else out of trouble. But this will not be until midway through your second brochure.

When have you looked?" said Sophie. "Oh, how your rears flap and your long nose twitches", Howl croaked.

Fantasy for me as a kid was real, and I had a fantasy about what life was, whether it was sort of wicked and dire, or wholly normal, or whatever. Anything really close to home is not, it seems to me, what a good book should be about.

Beauty isn't made of sugar.