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

Pray use both cats as sponges if it pleases you, infatuated infantryman.

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

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

What makes you a real girl or boy is that no one laughs at you. If you are imitation or unreal, the rules give you a right to exist provided you do what the real ones or brutes say. What makes you into me or Charles Morgan is that the rules allow all the girls to be better than me and all the boys better than Charles Morgan.

I think we ought to live happily ever after," and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after with Howl would be a good deal more hair-raising than any storybook made it sound, though she was determined to try. "It should be hair-raising," added Howl. "And you'll exploit me," Sophie said. "And then you'll cut up all my suits to teach me.

Howl’s voice was presently heard shouting weakly, “Help me, someone! I’m dying from neglect up here!