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If you're making mistakes it means you're out there doing something.
She said we all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we don't to make it all bearable.
You know I love you, ' said the other mother flatly.'You have a very funny way of showing it, ' said Coraline.
I’m just a soul whose intentions are good, ’“ he sang to the crabs and the spiders and the palmetto beetles and the lizards and the night. ‘“Oh lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.
You hurt. It's okay. I hurt too. Hold my hand.
We have eyes and we have nervesesWe have tails we have teethYou'll all get what you deservesesWhen we rise from underneath.
It has always been the prerogative of children and half-wits to point out that the emperor has no clothes. But a half-wit remains a half-wit, and the emperor remains an emperor.
Never use five words if you can get away with one, eh? I've known dead men talk more than you do.
Hasn't there always been a moon?""Bless you. Not in the slightest. I remember the day the moon came. We looked up in the sky--it was all dirty brown and sooty gray here then, not green and blue...
He was cold, standing in a wood, talking to a big black bird who was currently brunching on Bambi.
Yes, you're right. It's part of growing up, I suppose. You always have to leave something behind you.
You're always you, and that don't change, and you're always changing, and there's nothing you can do about it.
Read. Read anything. Read the things they say are good for you, and the things they claim are junk. You'll find what you need to find. Just read.
Mostly you are what they think you are.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
What are these fundamental principles, if they are not atoms?""Stories. And they give me hope.
There was a skyness to the sky and a nowness to the world that he had never seen or felt or realized before.
My people, we stay indoors. We have keyboards. We have darkness.
Can't say I've ever been too fond of beginnings, myself. Messy little things. Give me a good ending anytime. You know where you are with an ending.
Never trust the storyteller. Only trust the story.
We have teeth and we have tailsWe have tails we have eyesWe were here before you fellWe will be here when you rise.
Right, " said Fat Charlie conversationally. "You realize, of course, that this means war." It was the traditional war cry of a rabbit when pushed too far.
Adults follow paths. Children explore.
I do not remember asking adults about anything, except as a last resort.
In many ways, it was much, much harder to get the first book contract. The hardest thing probably overall has been learning not to trust people, publicists and so forth, implicitly.
I think that there should have been some nice wumpires, " said my sister, wistfully. "Nice, handsome, misunderstood wumpires.""There were not, " said my father.
Everything that is, casts a shadow
Stories are webs, interconnected strand to strand, and you follow each story to the center, because the center is the end. Each person is a strand of the story.
The really important thing to be was yourself, just as hard as you could.
That is the eternal folly of man. To be chasing after the sweet flesh, without realizing that it is simply a pretty cover for the bones.
. . . I lay on the bed and lost myself in the stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway.
I think maybe Hell is a place. But you don't have to stay anywhere forever.
I have heard the languages of apocalypse, and now I shall embrace the silence.
Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine. First they were driving through countryside, then, imperceptibly, the occasional town became a low suburban sprawl, and the sprawl became the city.
Nearly' only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades.
Nobody actually looks like what they really are on the inside. You don't. I don't.
People take on the shapes of the songs and the stories that surround them, especially if they don't have their own song.
- The myths are dead. The gods are dead. The ghosts and ghouls and phantoms are dead. There is only the State, and the People.- No, Monsieur Robespierre. There is much more than that.
Organizing gods is like herding cats into straight lines. They don't take naturally to it.
I remember making that vow, the one not to forget. Not to remember what happened, but to remember who I was and how I felt.
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.
And Desire smiles, and forgets, for Desire is a creature of the moment.
I think I’ll dismember the world and then I’ll dance in the wreckage.
Listen, gods die when they are forgotten. People too. But the land's still here. The good places, and the bad. The land isn't going anywhere. And neither am I.
Poems ancient and modern prowled the ice floes in bear form, filled with words that could wound with their beauty.
Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken.
You have to finish things — that’s what you learn from, you learn by finishing things.
You can no more read the same book again than you can step into the same river.
I don't want whatever I want. Nobody does. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted?
It's not what I'd want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their ankles, like in that movie.