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

by Diana Wynne Jones

“You have a heart of gold and someone in a high position will see it and fall in love with you.”

Sophie is talking to a hat you see, such vivid imagination she has.

The rule was: Lose your temper, lose a customer. She had just proven that rule.

Perhaps she was a little mad, but then old women often were.

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

It seems as if those of high ability cannot resist some extra, dangerous stroke of cleverness, which results in a fatal flaw and begins a slow decline to evil.

Michael clutched at Sophie. “Don’t be afraid,” he said shakily. “I’ll keep you safe.”

What a gentleman Michael is. Honey, Sophie is not afraid, YOU are.