Howl's Moving Castle (Howl's Castle Book 1)

by Diana Wynne Jones

She read a great deal, and very soon realized how little chance she had of an interesting future.

But I discovered that people like me—they do, you know, if you like them—and

Sophie’s experience told her that tantrums are seldom about the thing they appear to be about.

he was too much of a coward to care what I thought of him,

“I feel ill,” he announced. “I’m going to bed, where I may die.”

“I’m dying of boredom,” Howl said pathetically. “Or maybe just dying.”

“Who, me?” said Howl. “I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober.”