She had such unusual eyes. They made me think of the seaside, and so I called her Ocean, and could not have told you why.

Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.

You have a very open relationship with your fans." "Yes. We have an open relationship. Obviously they can see other authors if they want, and I can see other readers.

I think I love my dreaming process because one of the things that my dreaming process does is sort out stories for me.

There's a but, isn't there?" said Coraline. "I can feel it. Like a rain cloud.

Soon enough his head would be swimming with tales of derring-do and high adventure, tales of beautiful maidens kissed, of evildoers shot with pistols or fought with swords, of bags of gold, of diamonds as big as the tip of your thumb, of lost cities and of vast mountains, of steam-trains and clipper ships, of pampas, oceans, deserts, tundra.

Hunchbacks danced at my wedding for luck. It's a thing you don't see nowadays.