Neil Gaiman

Gods, religions and national boundaries are absolutely imaginary. They don't tend to exist. As soon as you pull back half a mile and look down at the Earth there are no national boundaries. There aren't even national boundaries when you get down and walk around. They're just imaginary lines we draw on maps. I just get fascinated by people who assume that things that are imaginary have no relevance to their lives.

If a Devil is one who dares, when others hold back, then I am happy to play the Devil in this Mystery, boy.

He told me not to seek revenge, but to seek the Buddha,' said the fox spirit, sadly. 'Wise counsel,' said the fox of dreams. 'Vegeance can be a road that has no ending. You would be wise to avoid it. And...?' 'I shall seek the Buddha,' said the fox, with a toss of her head. 'But first I shall seek revenge.

I guess it's just another one of life's little mysteries." "I'm tired of mysteries." "Yeah? I think they add a kind of zest to the world. Like salt in a stew.

Really, he thought, if you couldn't trust a poet to offer sensible advice, who could you trust?

It is neither fair nor unfair, Nobody Owens. It simply is

But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?

Fear is contagious. You can catch it. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to say that they're scared for the fear to become real. Mo was terrified, and now Nick was too.

All around me darkness gathers, Fading is the sun that shone, We must speak of other matters, You can be me when I'm gone Flowers gathered in the morning, Afternoon they blossom on, Still are withered in the evening, You can be me when I'm gone.

What's your name,' Coraline asked the cat. 'Look, I'm Coraline. Okay?' 'Cats don't have names,' it said. 'No?' said Coraline. 'No,' said the cat. 'Now you people have names. That's because you don't know who you are. We know who we are, so we don't need names.

You don't have to test everything to destruction just to see if you made it right.

There are three things, and three things only, that can lift the pain of mortality and ease the ravages of life. These are wine, women and song.

It's not sipping wine. It's a mourning wine. You drain it. Like this.

The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.

I have no plans to love you," said Coraline. "No matter what. You can't make me love you.

Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them. And it's much cheaper to buy somebody a book than it is to buy them the whole world!

I am selfish, private and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

EVERY ENDING IS A NEW BEGINNING. YOUR LUCKY NUMBER IS NONE. YOUR LUCKY COLOUR IS DEAD. Motto: LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON.

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.

He was alone in the darkness once more, but the darkness became brighter and brighter until it was burning like the sun.

Even nothing cannot last forever.