Book: Coraline

- I must have got lost in the fog, ' said Coraline. The cat twisted its tail so that it looked like a question mark, and tipped his head to the side. - You may be lost, - he said - and I do not. Therefore, you're wrong. But how can you leave and to return? - Easily, - said the cat. You could get around the world? Getting from one place and back again. Is a very small world - said Coraline. - It is more and not necessary, - said the cat. - The size of the web is determined only by its ability to catch flies.

Because real courage is manifested only when you're scared, but you continue to act.

The next day the rain stopped, but the house fell thick white fog.
- I'll go take a walk, ' said Coraline.

Many of us here, look,
Many of us, and we are small.
Watch we as you grow.
We will be here when I die.

You know, April, you've got to understand that in old age life ends.

We always try to soften the just punishment with mercy. We love sinners and hate sin.

His voice was like a rustle of dry leaves falling on the sidewalk.

- Cats do not speak.
- Really? - said the cat.

Well, then, there are people who do count every day and every hour, and there are those who did not notice the passage of time.
(There are people who strictly blyuduschih every day and hour, and there are those who couldn't care less.)

One day you Wake up and feel that your heart and soul you belong to. You will be only an empty shell, little cloud, a quick pre-dawn dream, a vague memory of something forgotten.
(And one day you Wake up and realize that your heart and soul is gone. And you become an empty husk, in a low whisper, not stronger otzyvchivost dream or memory of something forgotten.)

On the first day after moving in, miss Spink and miss forcible warn Coraline has that to come close to the well is dangerous, so she was forced to engage in his quest to know what part of her garden to wander should not be.

Ungrateful daughters is worse than snake venom.

Coraline tried to draw fog. Ten minutes later the sheet of paper remained pure, and only in the corner there was a subtle curved letters: fog.
Coraline chuckled and gave a piece to mom.
Very modern, dear, ' said mother

It was true: the other mother really loved her. But she loved her like a greedy man loves money, or like a dragon loves his gold. In button eyes other mother Coraline saw that she was just her property, and nothing more. So people look at the pet whose antics no longer cause tenderness.