Nobody Can Buy A Hat Without Gossiping.

And It's A Pity Too That I've No Right To Open Your Letters. I Hope You Don't Get Many, Or My Conscience Will Give Me No Peace.

This Is The Mythosphere. It's Made Up Of All The Stories, Theories And Beliefs, Legends, Myths And Hopes, That Are Generated Here On Earth. As You Can See, It's Constantly Growing And Moving As People Invent New Tales To Tell Or Find New Things To Believe. The Older Strands Move Out To Become These Spirals, Where Things Tend To Become Quite Crude And Dangerous. They've Hardened Off, You See.

But Sophie And Howl Were Holding One Another's Hand And Smiling And Smiling, Quite Unable To Stop. "don't Bother Me Know," Said Howl. "i Only Did It For The Money." "liar!"said Sophie. "i Said," Michael Said, "that Calcifer's Come Back!" That Did Get Howl's Attention And Sophie's Too.

Then There You Are, Then. The Day Howl Forgets To Do That Will Be The Day I Believe He's Really In Love, And Not Before." Michael To Sophie About Wether Or Not Howl Is Really In Love With Lettie. Pg, 170

"eight Days Of Luke" Was Refused By Another Confused Publisher On The Grounds That Children Shouldn't Strike Matches. When My Agent Pointed Out That David In The Book Was Twelve Years Old, The Publisher Said That He Was Striking Matches To Summon The Devil, Then, And This Couldn't Be Allowed.