“For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.”

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

“You're no help," he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could.”

“Potentially evil. Potentially good, too, I suppose. Just this huge powerful potentiality waiting to be shaped.”

“When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be an angel.”

“As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.”

“We do what we do, because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves.”

“We wrapped our dreams in words and patterned the words so that they would live forever, unforgettable.”

“There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.”

“You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.”

“It's not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it's yours, and then be willing to let it go.”

“I don't think you should ever insult people unintentionally: if you're doing it, you ought to mean it.”

“I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.”

“I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.”

“There was once a young man who wished to gain his Heart’s Desire.”

“What do stars do? They shine.”

“The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.”

“We often confuse what we wish for with what is.”

“I make art, sometimes I make true art, and sometimes it fills the empty places in my life. Some of them. Not all.”

“I thought I was your destination. Looks like I was just another stop on the line.”

“I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.”

“We owe it to each other to tell stories.”

“Not only are there no happy endings,' she told him, 'there aren't even any endings.”

“If you want to imagine the future, imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends.”