*~Book~*

“You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”
― Oscar Wilde

“He pried Clara's arms loose and stood up, smoothing his wrinkled coat. Clara looked straight into his face. Her eyelids were red, but her gaze was like a lance. Dr. Wintermute had a sudden, uncomfortable conviction that she had seen into his soul. It was a look he was to remember often in the weeks to come.”
― Laura Amy Schlitz, Splendors and Glooms

“Cassandra’s skin crawled. “But that was only a story.” She spoke lightly, trying to regain the ground that she had lost. “My fire opal is real. Demons and bottle imps-they’re things in stories. You wouldn’t be frightened by a story, would you?” Parsefall shouldered his pillowcase and stepped away. “How do you know we ain’t in a story?” he demanded, and was out of the door before she could think of a response.”
― Laura Amy Schlitz, Splendors and Glooms

“I swear it," said the other mother. "I swear it on my own mother's grave."
"Does she have a grave?" asked Coraline.
"Oh yes," said the other mother. "I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back."
"Swear on something else.”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline