I assure you, my friends, I am cone sold stober.
Diana Wynne JonesMots clés drunkenness
Sophie did not care to think how Howl might react if Fanny woke him by stabbing him with her parasol.
Diana Wynne JonesHe scarcely saw his parents. When Christopher was small, he was terrified that he would meet Papa out walking in the Park one day and not recognize him.
Diana Wynne JonesYes, you are nosy. You're a dreadfully nosy, horribly bossy, appallingly clean old woman. Control yourself. You're victimizing us all.
Diana Wynne JonesChristopher discovered that you dealt with obnoxious masters and most older boys the way you dealt with governesses: you quite politely told them the truth in the way they wanted to hear it, so that they thought they had won and left you in peace.
Diana Wynne JonesWhat a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?
Diana Wynne JonesMots clés humor howl-pendragon lettie-hatter
Goats," said Maxwell Hyde, "are a special case. Mad as hatters, all of them.
Diana Wynne JonesWhen have you looked?" said Sophie.
"Oh, how your ears flap and your long nose twitches", Howl croaked.
He started every entry with I got up. It meant, I hate this school. When he wrote I do not like porridge, that was actually true, but porridge was his code-word for Simon Silverson. Simon was porridge at breakfast, potatoes at lunch, and bread at tea. All the other other he hated had code-words too. Dan Smith was cornflakes, cabbage, and butter. Theresa was milk.
Diana Wynne JonesMots clés humor
You've probably all had those kinds of dreams that are like usual life, except that a lot of things are not the same, and you seem to know the future in them. Well, this is because these other worlds where two things can happen spread out from our world like rainbows, and sort of flow into one another-
Diana Wynne JonesMots clés alternate-universe
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