Best 35 quotes in «howl quotes» category

The musquetos continue to infest us in such manner that we can scarcely exist. My dog even howls with the torture he experiences.

The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep.

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.

We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter

And Esme remembered in a rush--the wolfsong, the haunting, lyrical spirals of it in the dawn quiet and the feeling of euphoria that had attended it. Even in recollection the howling uplifted her like the crescendo at the end of a symphony and made her heartbeat quicken.

Hold back the edges of your gown, Ladies, we are going through hell.

The Deep South might be wretched, but it can howl.

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

What a strange family you are! Is your name Lettie too?

When one runs with the wolves, one must howl with the pack.

Hot, bright heat filled him like some ecstatic poison, and Hartan's pony shied in terror as a wordless howl burst from his throat. His dripping ears were flat to his skull, fire crackled in his brown eyes, his huge sword blurred in a whirring figure eight before him, and the brigand running at him gawked in sudden panic. The raider's feet skidded in mud as he tried to brake, but it was far too late. He was face-to-face with the worst nightmare of any Norfressan, a Horse Stealer hradani in the grip of the Rage, and a thunderbolt of steel split him from crown to navel.

Howl backed into the door to shut it and leaned there in a tragic attitude. "Look at you all!" he said. "Ruin stares me in the face. I slave all day for you. And not one of you, even Calcifer, can spare time to say hello!" Calcifer said, "I never do say hello." "Is something wrong?" asked Sophie. "That's better," Howl said. "Some of you are pretending to notice me at last. Yes, something is wrong.

I can't wear thethe! I want my thtwipey oneth!

I wasn't lying when I said I'd follow you out of this place. I just can't figure out why you want to take me with you.

—Por eso me gustan las arañas. Si al principio no lo consiguen, lo vuelven a intentar. Yo lo intento —dijo con gran pesar—. Pero la culpa es mía, porque hice un trato hace años y ahora jamás seré capaz de amar a nadie de verdad.

Sophie and Howl were living - somewhat quarrelsomely it must be confessed, although they were said to be happiest that way - in the moving castle again

Tell me of this wizard Howl of yours." Sophie's teeth chattered, but she said proudly, "He's the best wizard in Ingary or anywhere else. If he'd only had time, he would have defeated that djinn. And he's sly and selfish and vain as a peacock and cowardly, and you can't pin him down to do anything." "Indded?" asked Abdullah. "Strange that you should speak so proudly such a list of vices, most loving of ladies." "What do you mean, vices?" Sophie asked angrily. "I was just describing Howl!

The first hint of danger was a howl so distant, it was more a feeling than a sound.

We are not on our fours, howling in the woods, only because guilt saves us.

You are a terror, aren't you? Leave this yard alone. I know just where everything is in it, and I won't be able to find the things I need for my transport spells if you tidy them up.' So there was probably a bundle of souls or a box of chewed hearts somewhere out here, Sophie thought. She felt really thwarted. ‘Tidying up is what I’m here for!’ she shouted at Howl. ‘Then you must think of a new meaning for your life,’ Howl said.

I'm with you in Rockland where you scream in a straightjacket that you're losing the game of the actual pingpong of the abyss

Nothing is ever as simple as it seems. At the edge of perception, weird things dance and howl.

People are born in the past,... most people will say that they are living in the present?! But it's not possible, just saying "I'm living in the present", there is milliseconds like 1.,2.,3.,4.,5 and seconds which are 1..,2..,3..,4..,5..,6..,7... so you probably won't live in the present even and in now... YOu live in "Bowl" let's said it?? Or I will call it like this, you die in the future... what's now is the future you have died there or will die!

They broke their backs lifting Moloch to heaven!

This is an ode to life. The anthem of the world. For as there are billions of different stars that make up the sky so, too, are there billions of different humans that make up the Earth. Some shine brighter but all are made of the same cosmic dust. O the joy of being in life with all these people! I speak of differences because they are there. Like the different organs that make up our bodies. Earth, itself, is one large body. Listen to how it howls when one human is in misery. When one kills another, the Earth feels the pang in its chest. When one orgasms, the Earth craves a cigarette. Look carefully, these animals are beauty spots that make the Earth’s face lovelier and more loveable. These oceans are the Earth’s limpid eyes. These trees, its hair. This is an ode to life. The anthem of the world. I will no longer speak of differences, for the similarities are larger. Look even closer. There may be distances between our limbs but there are no spaces between our hearts. We long to be one. We long to be in nature and to run wild with its wildlife. Let us celebrate life and living, for it is sacrilegious to be ungrateful. Let us play and be playful, for it is sacrilegious to be serious. Let us celebrate imperfections and make existence proud of us, for tomorrow is death, and this is an ode to life. The anthem of the world.

...Tüm bunlar Bahar Bayramı için son derece normaldi, ama Sophie bundan da korkmuştu. Mavi-gümüş renkte, şahane bir kostüm giymiş genç bir adam Sophie'yi görüp ona yanaşmaya kalktığında, Sophie bir dükkanın girişine çekilip saklanmaya çalıştı. Genç adam şaşkınlıkla ona baktı. "Merak etme, seni minik gri fare," sesi gülerek, yüzünde ona acıyormuş gibi bir ifade vardı. "Sadece bir içki ısmarlamak istemiştim. O kadar korkmana gerek yok." Bu acıma dolu bakış Sophie'yi utanç içinde bıraktı. Üstelik karşısındaki son derece havalı bir delikanlıydı. İnce ve zeki görünen bir yüzü vardı -aslında epey yaşlıydı, yirmilerinde görünüyordu- ayrıca sarı saçlarını özenle taramıştı. Kenarları fistolu ve sırma işlemeli manşetlerinin tülleri Meydan'daki diğerlerinden daha uzundu. "Ah, hayır, teşekkür ederim, müsaadenizle efendim," diye kekeledi Sophie. "Ben... ben kardeşimi görmeye gidiyordum." "O halde buyrun gidin," diyerek güldü olgun, genç adam. "Ben kimim ki hoş bir hanımı kardeşini görmekten alıkoyacağım? Sizinle yürümemi ister misiniz, çünkü çok korkmuş görünüyorsunuz." Bunu iyi niyetle söylemesi Sophie'yi daha da utandırmıştı. "Yok. Hayır, teşekkür ederim efendim!" dedi telaşta ve adamı hızla geçip yola koyuldu. Adam koku da sürmüştü. Koşarken sümbül kokusu onu takip ediyordu. Cesari'nin dışındaki minik masaların arasından geçmeye çalışırken, "Ne kibar biri!" diye düşündü Sophie.

Every time I go near the stove, the dog howls.

He who cannot howl will not find his pack.

How'd it feel?" Rube asked himself. "I don't know exactly, but it made me want to howl.

I refuse to be. In the madhouse of the inhuman I refuse to live. With the wolves of the market place I refuse to howl.

One beast and only one howls in the woods by night.

Every wolf's and lion's howl Raises from Hell a human soul.

I have been known on occasion to howl at the moon.

I respect a person that has had to fight and howl for his decency.

It is, of course, much easier to shout, abuse, and howl than to attempt to relate, to explain.