Books were safer than other people anyway.

How do I know you'll keep your word?" asked Coraline. "I swear it," said the other mother. "I swear it on my own mother's grave." "Does she have a grave?" asked Coraline. "Oh yes," said the other mother. "I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back.

There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubbles in amber,” she explained. “There’s a lot of time in London, and it has to go somewhere—it doesn’t all get used up at once.” “I may still be hung over,” sighed Richard. “That almost made sense.

If you, as a parent, raise your children well, they won't need you anymore. If you did it properly, they go away.

Honestly, if you're given the choice between Armageddon or tea, you don't say "what kind of tea?"

Hey, that's life, flick it off if you can't take a joke.

Because,' she said, 'when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave.