Learning how to be strong, to feel her own emotions and not another's, had been hard; but once you learned the trick of it, you did not forget.
It is as natural to die as it is to be born.
Information and knowledge: two currencies that have never gone out of style.
In my experience, writers tend to be really good at the inside of their own heads and imaginary people, and a lot less good at the stuff going on outside, which means that quite often if you flirt wit...
If you want to call it that. But it is a very specific sort of magic. There's a magic you take from death. Something leaves the world, something else comes into it.
I woke myself in the darkness, and I knew only that a dream had scared me so badly that I had to wake up or die, and yet, try as I might, I could not remember what I had dreamed. The dream was hauntin...
I was a stranger and you took me in.-Joji G. Shoji, d. 1921
I never fell. I don't care what they say. I'm still doing my job, as I see it.
I missed her, deeply, painfully. But life goes on.
I know it's crooked, but it's the only game in town.
I just want you to know,' said the girl, coldly, 'that whoever you are and whatever you intend with me, I shall give you no aid of any kind, nor shall I assist you, and I shall do whatever is in my po...
I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or momen...
He was having more fun than a barrelful of monkeys.**Several years earlier Spider had actually been tremendously disappointed by a barrelful of monkeys. It had done nothing he had considered particula...
He stopped for a moment, and he thought about people, and about things, and about how hard it is to do anything for the first time.
Goodbyes are overrated.
Coraline took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, where strange voices whispered and distant winds howled. She became certain that there was something in the dark behind her: something very o...
Coraline opened the box of chocolates. The dog looked at them longingly.Would you like one? she asked the little dog.Yes, please, whispered the dog. Only not toffee ones. They make me drool.I thought...
Books are really places, make no mistake about that.
Bod said, 'I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on the sand of a desert island. I want to play football with people. I want,' he said, and then he paused and...
Are you scared?’ asked Mr. Ibis.‘Not really.’‘Well, try to cultivate the emotions of true awe and spiritual terror, as we walk. They are the appropriate feelings for the situation at hand.