A Quote by Neil Gaiman on neil gaiman, coraline, cats, and rats

The cat dropped the rat between its two front paws.  "There are those," it said with a sigh, in tones as smooth as oiled silk, "who have suggested that the tendency of a cat to play with its prey is a merciful one -- after all, it permits the occasional funny little running snack to escape, from time to time.  How often does your dinner get to escape?"