Since the dawn of humanity, stories have allowed each of us to be many.

I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies.

Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.

Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. He felt it touch his skin, questing, moving, exploring: gliding through his mind. It slipped into his lungs, behind his eyes, into his mouth...

You don't get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.

You know I love you,' said the other mother flatly.'You have a very funny way of showing it,' said Coraline.