You know that I love you." And despite herself, Coraline nodded. It was true. The other mother loved her. 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. A tolerated pet, whose behavior was no longer amusing.

Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.

The TV's the altar. I'm what people are sacrificing to.' 'What do they sacrifice?' asked Shadow. 'Their time, mostly,' said Lucy. 'Sometimes each other.

Loyalty was a great thing, but no lieutenants should be forced to choose between their leader and a circus with elephants.

As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.

I don't just randomly kill people... I kill people when it's funny.

I'm never quite sure if I'm me when I'm dressed up.