Paranorman Quotes

You’re not a frog; you’re a toad,

Brown or green in color, they are toothless and sometimes warty in appearance,

(abandoned since the sudden disappearance of the hamster last Tuesday) and the pink plastic pig that had been sliced down the middle

The only sound was Alvin’s snorts of laughter. “Dude, you’re the only one standing there! Who are you talking to, the vegetable dip?” he shouted before his grandmother shushed him.

Well, that’s what they said. (It could have just been indigestion, though.)

She cleared her throat. “They discovered, to their eeeeever-last-ing horr-or”—here Mrs. Henscher’s voice rose to such a shriek that Norman imagined fine crystal shattering halfway across the county—“an eeeeevil witch among them!” Now she began to wave her arms

Now, Norman was used to all kinds of strange, but this was something he had never experienced before. As he stood staring at the script, the paper turned yellow and parchmentlike

I’m going to faint, Norman thought, just as his legs gave way, and he sat down hard on the stage. The world came back in a snap, led by the nauseating sound of Alvin’s Hyena Laugh. “Normie fell down and go boom, baby! Look at him! He’s white as a sheet! Whassamatter, Norm, you look like you saw a ghost! Get it? Get it? A ghost!” The laughter of Alvin and his Meaty Henchmen was momentarily drowned out by the sound of the bell. Leaving his script where it had fallen, Norman jumped to his feet and sped out of the gym. For just a moment, he was the only person in the hallway—everything looked oddly deserted and devoid of human life. Like how a school might look in a ghost town.

was always such a relief to get out of school. Norman looked forward all day to the moment when he could finally get away from the other kids. He slung his book bag over one shoulder and began to walk down the sidewalk. But as he walked, he kept hearing an echo of his footsteps. No—not his footsteps. Somebody else’s. Someone was following Norman. Norman shifted his bag onto the other shoulder, and without looking back, he began walking much faster. The footsteps sped up to match his. He wasn’t just being followed.

Norman certainly thought so. There was something there, but it didn’t have a dead-thing vibe. And Neil had heard it, too, so whatever was going on, Norman knew it didn’t involve the supernatural. Suddenly, something leaped out in front of them. “You. Boy. You know who I am?” it wheezed. Norman and Neil both took a step backward. A hulking man stood hunched over with age and

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So what?” Prenderghast snapped. “I’ve got unfinished business here—the dead do sometimes, you know.” What the dead did not normally do was emerge from a toilet in the boys’ room; normally they did not emerge from any sort of plumbing whatsoever. “I know,” Norman said in a small voice. “But this stall is already being used.” “You wouldn’t listen to me while I was alive, so I gotta do what I gotta do now that I’m dead, and that means making you listen,” Prenderghast hissed. “I don’t know what you mean,” Norman said, pulling himself into an even smaller ball in an attempt to stop being dripped on. “Because you never listened while