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.

Mostly you are what they think you are.

When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be an angel.

One thing that I get from a lot of people with American Gods is people saying that they would love some kind of glossary with a list of all the Gods and who they are, so that they can look them up.

I make art, sometimes I make true art, and sometimes it fills the empty places in my life. Some of them. Not all.

If the same object from two different times touches itself, one of two things will happen. Either the Universe will cease to exist. Or three remarkable dwarfs will dance through the streets with flowerpots on their heads.

You don't get heaven or hell. Do you know the only reward you get for being Batman? You get to be Batman.