Have you ever had one of those days when something just seems to be trying to tell you somebody?

Don't start anything you're not prepared to finish.

And so there is magic.

She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable. The light that came through the picture window was daylight, real golden late-afternoon daylight, not a white mist light. The sky was a robin's-egg blue, and Coraline could see trees and, beyond the trees, green hills, which faded on the horizon into purples and grays. The sky had never seemed so sky, the world had never seemed so world ... Nothing, she thought, had ever been so interesting.

Fiction takes us to places that we would never otherwise go, and puts us behind eyes that are not our own.

I lost some time once. It's always in the last place you look for it.

The world is always ending, for someone.