Quotes from “Coraline” by Neil Gaiman

being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t scared. Being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.
Now, you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We know who we are, so we don’t need names.
The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.
Her mother made her come back inside for dinner, and for lunch; and Coraline had to make sure she dressed up warm before she went out, for it was a very cold summer that year; but go out she did, exploring, every day until the day it rained, when Coraline had to stay inside.
s astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in in the morning, and it is astonishing how fragile that can be.
Oh—my twitchy witchy girl

I think you are so nice,

I give you bowls of porridge

And I give you bowls of ice

Cream.

I give you lots of kisses,

And I give you lots of hugs,

But I never give you sandwiches

With bugs

In.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry I threw you at her. But it was the only way to distract her enough to get us all out. She would never have kept her word, would she?”

The cat looked up at her, then rested its head on her hand, licking her fingers with its sandpapery tongue. It began to purr
“No,” said Coraline. “I’m not.” And, hard as she could, she threw the black cat toward the other mother. It yowled and landed on the other mother’s head, claws flailing, teeth bared, fierce and angry. Fur on end, it looked half again as big as it was in real life.
“You have a very funny way of showing it,”
ou’ll all get what you deserveses

When we rise from underneath.
“It’s not that I like rats at the best of times,
“Easy,” said the cat. “Think of somebody walking around the world. You start out walking away from something and end up coming back to it.”
“But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?”
“Hello,” said Coraline. “I saw a cat like you in the garden at home. You must be the other cat.”

The cat shook its head. “No,” it said. “I’m not the other anything. I’m me.” It tipped its head to one side; green eyes glinted. “You people are spread all over the place. Cats, on the other hand, keep ourselves together. If you see what I mean.”
We have teeth and we have tails

We have tails we have eyes

We were here before you fell

You will be here when we rise

that´s so creepy

I don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted? Just like that, and it didn’t mean anything. What then?”
“She will take your life and all you are and all you care’st for, and she will leave you with nothing but mist and fog. She’ll take your joy. And one day you’ll awake and your heart and your soul will have gone. A husk you’ll be, a wisp you’ll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten.”
It is astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in in the morning, and it is astonishing how fragile that can be
“Because,” she said, “when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.”
Coraline wondered if she'd dreamed it, whatever it was.
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