They can fly and they howl, they slaughter depression and headaches, they daydream like gangbanging daffodils, orchids and cherry blossoms grasping mauve toffee clouds, they breastfeed laughter.
Far, far away something made a single ghostly howl, like a banshee in the dark.
We hear rumors of a man who leads a rebellion in the forest, determined to drive the invader out. It's said wherever wolf howls or hawk cries, he appears.
...what was the good of being a movie werewolf? You howled at the moon; you couldn't remember what you did, and then somebody shot you.
The world won't end with a bang or a whimper. It'll end with the death screams of a thousand demons and a defiant, carefree, savage, wolfen howl.
There are long stretches of the work [Paradise Lost] that are for anyone not theologically minded sheer howling boredom from the point of view of the content.
If everyone howled at every injustice, every act of barbarism, every act of unkindness, then we would be taking the first step towards a real humanity.
Young Sophie: They say that the best blaze burns brightest, when circumstances are at their worst. Calcifer: Yeah, but no-one really believes that. Come on, let's be honest.
Markl: [Shadows begin to creep from walls] He's calling the spirits of darkness... I saw him do this once before when a girl dumped him!
Old Sophie: When you're old, all you want to do is stare at the scenery. It's so strange. I've never felt so peaceful before.
Letti: What's going on? Someone just told me you floated down into our balcony! Young Sophie: So that did happen, it wasn't a dream.
Young Sophie: His pole snapped. [to the scarecrow] Young Sophie: We'll get you a new one, okay? You saved us, Turnip. [kisses him]
Witch of the Waste: What a tacky little hat shop. I've never seen such tacky little hats. Yet you are by far the tackiest thing here.
Old Sophie: Why do you get so cold when you're old? I'm fatter than ever and yet the wind blows right through me!
Shan-Yu: I tire of your arrogance, old man. Bow to me! The Emperor of China: No matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it. Shan-Yu: Then you will kneel in *pieces*!
Wintry it ain't- no complaints! Snowier: Storefronts are showier, light displays glowier. Shoppers are prowling, blizzard howling! Drifts a-heaping, lords a-leaping, Yule logs burning, gifts returning. Winds are keen for 2015!
If you know somebody is going to be awfully annoyed by something you write, that's obviously very satisfying, and if they howl with rage or cry, that's honey.
The Wolf trots to and fro, The world lies deep in snow, The raven from the birch tree flies, But nowhere a hare, nowhere a roe, The roe -she is so dear, so sweet - If such a thing I might surprise In my embrace, my teeth would meet, What else is ther...
I have no doubt that you are more than capable of bringing the Monsean queen and my son and the rest of my sons and a hundred Nanderan kittens through an onslaught of howling raiders if you chose to.
The demon at legth fell to singing a gentle, flickering little song. It was not in any language Sophie knew - or she thought not, until she distinctly heard the word "saucepan" in it several times...
in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night
