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

We are small but we are many, we are many we are small; we were here before you rose, we will be here when you fall.

"Because," she said, "when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave."

Coraline shivered. She preferred her other mother to have a location: if she were nowhere, then she could be anywhere. And, after all, it is always easier to be afraid of something you cannot see.