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She hoped it wasn’t a spider. Spiders made Coraline intensely uncomfortable.
We are small but we are many We are many we are small We were here before you rose We will be here when you fall.
Coraline wondered why so few of the adults she had met made any sense.
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.
“You people are spread all over the place. Cats, on the other hand, keep ourselves together.
“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.”
“when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.”
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.
“Spiders’ webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.”
“You’re sick,” said Coraline. “Sick and evil and weird.”
Now we belong to the dark and to the empty places.
It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold.
“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?”
her own mother, her real, wonderful, maddening, infuriating, glorious mother—
The sky had never seemed so sky, the world had never seemed so world.
Nothing, she thought, had ever been so interesting.
“There’s a but, isn’t there?” said Coraline. “I can feel it. Like a rain cloud.”
“Good fortune and wisdom and courage—although you have already shown that you have all three of these blessings, and in abundance.”
Be wise. Be brave. Be tricky.”
“Take comfort in this,” he whispered. “Th’art alive. Thou livest.”
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.
