I would read. I would explore

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

Now Coraline," said Miss Spink, "what's your name?" "Coraline," said Coraline. "And we don't know each other, do we?" Coraline looked at the thin young woman with black button eyes and shook her head slowly.

With American Gods I was trying very, very consciously - there was a level at which it was a little like trying to write a novel in French - you know, "this novel is to be written in American."

Lies and half-truths fall like snow, covering the things that I remember, the things I saw. A landscape, unrecognizable after a snowfall; that is that she has made of my life.

I would like to see anyone, prophet, king or God, convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.

The view changes from where you are standing. Words can wound, and wounds can heal. All of these things are true.