Neil Gaiman

Coraline

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  • Aiturgan Talanthas quoted9 years ago
    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.
  • Анна П.has quoted8 years ago
    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.
  • Перевралова невестаhas quoted9 years ago
    The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.
  • Егор Малышевhas quoted12 years ago
    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.
  • Irasema Diazhas quotedlast year
    Coraline sighed. ‘You really don’t understand, do you?’ she said. ‘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?’
  • camilavt22has quotedlast year
    We moved into our flat in Littlemead, in the tiny Sussex town of Nutley, in the south of England, in 1987. Once upon a time it had been a manor house, built for the physician to the King of England himself, so I was told by the old man who had once owned the house (before he sold it to a pair of local builders). It had been a very grand house then, but it was now converted into flats.
    Flat number 4, where we lived, was a good place, if a little odd. Above us, a Greek family. Beneath us, a little old lady, half blind, who would telephone me whenever my little children moved, and tell me that she was not certain what was happening upstairs, but she thought that there were elephants. I was never entirely sure how many flats there were in the house, nor how many of them were occupied.
    We had a hallway running the length of the flat, as big as any room. At the end of the hall hung a wardrobe door, as a mirror.
    When I started to write a book for Holly, my five-year-old daughter, I set it in the house. It seemed easy. That way I wouldn’t have to explain to her where anything was. I changed a couple of things, of course, swapped the position of Holly’s bedroom and the lounge.
    Then I took a closed oak-panelled door that opened on to a brick wall, and a sense of place, from the drawing room in the house I grew up in.
    That house was big and old, and it had been split in two just before we moved there.
  • Isabella Ruizhas quotedlast year
    But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold. In the other mother’s button eyes, Coraline knew that she was a possession, nothing more.
  • Isabella Ruizhas quotedlast year
    The mist hung like blindness around the house
  • Carmen García Lhas quotedlast year
    ‘Because,’ she said, ‘when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.’
  • Carmen García Lhas quotedlast year
    it smelled like something very old and very slow.
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