Books & Such

I don't really have anything to say, but I have to return the Stephen King novel to the library tomorrow and I wanted to save a few quotes that stood out to me. These are from Desperation...I highly recommend it to anyone who enjoys his novels.
Anyway...

" 'Yes, right, a pretext. It's like how, in the old horror movies, a vampire can't just come in on his own. You have to invite him in.'
'Why?' Cynthia asked.
'Maybe because Entragian -- the real Entragian -- was still inside his head. Like a shadow. Or a person that's locked out of his house but can still look in the windows and pound on the doors. Now Tak's in my mother -- what's left of her -- and it would kill us if it could...but it could probably still make the best Key lime pie in the world, too. If it wanted to.' "

" David shrugged. 'Nothing. It doesn't matter. What matters is that God never makes us do what he wants us to do. He tells us, that's all, then steps back to see how it turns out. Reverend Martin's wife came in and listened for awhile while he was still talking about the free-will covenant. She said her mother had a motto: God says take what you want, and pay for it.' "

" 'Listen to me, David. I'm going to tell you something you didn't lean from your minister or your Bible. For all I know it's a message from God himself. Are you listening?'
David only looked at him, saying nothing.
'You said God is cruel the way a person who's lived his whole on Tahiti might say, snow is cold. You knew, but you did't understand.' He stepped close to David and put his palms on the boy's cold cheeks. 'Do you know how cruel your God can be, David. How fantastically cruel?'
David waited, saying nothing. Maybe listening, maybe not. Johnny couldn't tell.
'Sometimes he makes us live.' "

I also reread Coraline by Neil Gaiman because I plan on seeing the movie this weekend. Again, a few quotes...

" It is astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in in the morning, and it is astonishing how fragile that can be. "

" 'The world will be built new for you every morning. If you stay here, you can have whatever you want.'
Coraline sighed. 'You really don't understand, do you?' she said. 'I don't want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would if be if I just got everything I ever wanted? Just like that, and it didn't mean anything. What then?' "

" 'Thank you Coraline,' said the other mother coldly, and her voice did not just come from her mouth. It came from the mist, and the fog, and the house, and the sky. She said, 'You know that I love you.'
And, despite herself, Coraline nodded. It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold. In the other mother's button eyes, Coraline knew that she was a possession, nothing more. A tolerated pet, whose behavior was no longer amusing. "