Do You Know Why I Stopped Being

If You Have Something Specific And Visible To Fear, Rather Than Something That Could Be Anything, It Is Easier.

It Seemed To Coraline That It Was Crouching, And Staring Down At Her, As If It Were Not Really A House But Only The Idea Of A House—and The Person Who Had Had The Idea, She Was Certain, Was Not A Good Person.

I Will Be Brave, Thought Coraline. No, I Am Brave.

I'm Somebody Who Considers Happiness A Journey, Not A Destination.

Never Mind. There. For Good Or Bad. It's Done.