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… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“Sophie and Howl were living - somewhat quarrelsomely it must be confessed, although they were said to be happiest that way - in the… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“What did you do?" said Charles. "You know that night all our shoes went into the hall," said Nirupam. "Well, we had a feast… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“For a moment it seemed as if he was going to lose his temper too. His strange, pale eyes all but glared at Sophie.… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“The soldier was like that. He was an expert in getting other people to do what he wanted. The only creature that could make… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“Not likely!” Howl yelled. “I’m a coward. Only way I can do something this frightening is to tell my self I’m not doing it!” — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“Typical!” he said to Sophie. “ I break my neck to get here, and I find you peacefully tidying up!” Sophie looked up at… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
“Howl said, "I think we ought to live happily ever after," and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after… — Diana Wynne Jones Copy Share Image
