To howl for loss of grip is hip, but lip may also spring from minds blue chip.

Oppression creates a howl, then shoots it for howling.

War from howling, peace from listening.

Our best howls proceed from our deepest loves.

Two howls are hip — one mild, one explicit.

Debauchery and righteousness share one thing — the right to howl.

A howl announces pain; a whisper ushers in healing.

The young prowl, row and howl; the old settle in and growl.

Silence is a personal form of howling.

To speak the truth; honor the howl within.

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