I'll show you how," Peter said. "Stop hiding behind your ignorance.

— Diana Wynne Jones

I mean one of the things about being alone is that you have no people to define yourself off, I mean, people are like all-round mirrors, because let's face it, we don't often see ourselves all round in a mirror anyway, do we.

— Diana Wynne Jones

I'm going to bed, where I may die.

— Diana Wynne Jones

In a way it was worth it, she thought, except that it was such a total waste.

— Diana Wynne Jones

I only want to catch you,” Michael explained. “I won’t hurt you.” “No! No!” the star crackled desperately. “That’s wrong! I’m supposed to die!” “But I could save you if you’d let me catch you,” Michael told it gently.”No!” cried the star. “I’d rather die!

— Diana Wynne Jones

Is something the matter?” Caliber asked. “Yes. My heart. There was a scarecrow at the door!” Sophie gasped. “What has a scarecrow to do with your heart?” Caliber asked. “It was trying to get in here. It gave me a terrible fright. And my heart—but you wouldn’t understand, you silly young demon!” Sophie panted. “You haven’t got a heart.” “Yes I have,” Caliber said, as proudly as he had revealed his arm. “Down in the glowing part under the logs. And don’t call me young. I’m a good million years older than you are! Can I reduce the speed of the castle now?

— Diana Wynne Jones

I think it was then that it dawned on me that Mum wasn't going to notice Chris was missing. She has been made so that she thinks Chris is just round the corner all the time. She doesn't realize that she never sees him. I don't know why I didn't understand earlier. If Aunt Maria can turn Chris into a wolf, she's surely strong enough to do this to Mum-except that it seems a different kind of thing, much more natural and ordinary, and I didn't really think she could do both kinds.

— Diana Wynne Jones

I think we ought to live happily ever after.

— Diana Wynne Jones

I think we ought to live happily ever after," and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after with Howl would be a good deal more hair-raising than any storybook made it sound, though she was determined to try. "It should be hair-raising," added Howl. "And you'll exploit me," Sophie said." And then you'll cut up all my suits to teach me.

— Diana Wynne Jones

Jamal stared at the dog in his arms. "Why I am I holding a dog full of angels?

— Diana Wynne Jones