a4d4d7d
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For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.
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love
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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"Delirium: "What's the name of the word for the precise moment when you realize that you've actually forgotten how it felt to make love to somebody you really liked a long time ago?" Dream: "There isn't one." Delirium: "Oh. I thought maybe there was."
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love
sandman
gaiman
poignant
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Neil Gaiman |
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You lived what anybody gets, Bernie. You got a lifetime. No more. No less.
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death
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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The only reason people die, is because EVERYONE does it. You all just go along with it. It's RUBBISH, death. It's STUPID. I don't want nothing to do with it.
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hob-gadling
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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I don't know. I had to be something, didn't I?
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sandman
tattoo
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Neil Gaiman |
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For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.
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death
sandman
gaiman
postmodernism
graphic-novel
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Neil Gaiman |
b741b13
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You hurt. It's okay. I hurt too. Hold my hand.
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sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear. Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.
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dreams
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
4dc1cde
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What win I if I gain the thing I seek? A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy. Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sells eternity to get a toy?
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sandman
tempest
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William Shakespeare |
55c31a3
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Do you know why I stopped being Delight, my brother? I do. There are things not in your book. There are paths outside this garden.
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delirium
sandman
neil-gaiman
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Neil Gaiman |
c781ba0
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Death has a body like a model, the clothes of a poet and the smile of your best friend. She wears a top hat for fun, her ankh necklace for power, and carries a big black umbrella for travelling to the 'sunless lands.' I wonder what she smells like? I'm sure it's fresh and clean and her laugh must be rinkly or maybe it's warm and chuckly, but whatever it is, Death laughs a lot. We talk about the 'miracle of birth' but what about the 'miracle of death'? We have the science of death pretty much figured out, but death's magic and inevitability have been feared and ignored for a long time now. What if Death is a person?
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death
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
e849163
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"Is there a word for forgetting the name of someone when you want to introduce them to someone else at the same time you realize you've forgotten the name of the person you're introducing them to as well?" "No."
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dream
delirium
sandman
gaiman
postmodernism
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Neil Gaiman |
7253042
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I don't really like driving in the snow. There's something about the motion of the falling snowflakes that hurts my eyes, throws my sense of balance all to hell. It's like tumbling into a field of stars.
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stars
worlds-end
sandman
snow
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Neil Gaiman |
8401912
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Take what you have learned, and move on.
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sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
c088a1e
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Some things are too big to be seen; some emotions too huge to be felt.
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life
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall.
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inspirational
sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
2c8c24c
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For there was nothing in his eyes but the black night and the cold stars.
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stars
morpheus
sandman
neil-gaiman
star
cold
night
eyes
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Susanna Clarke |
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Seek not revenge, but the Buddha.
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sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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When the first living thing existed, I was there, waiting.
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sandman
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Neil Gaiman |
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"He said, "Were he only like his sister--what a difference that would make! For there never was such a sweet and gentle lady! I hear her footsteps, as she goes about the world. I hear the swish-swish-swish of her silken gown and the jingle-jangle of the silver chain about her neck. Her smile is full of comfort and her eyes are kind and happy! How I long to see her!" "Who, sir?" asked Paramore, puzzled. "Why, his sister, John. His sister."
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death
sandman
sister
neil-gaiman
smile
lady
eyes
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Susanna Clarke |
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Everything created has a beginning, Destiny of the Endless...as everything created has an end.
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destiny
grey-ladies
sandman
ending
creation
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Neil Gaiman |
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I know how Gods begin, Roger. We start as Dreams. Then we walk out of Dreams into the Land. We are worshiped and loved, and take power to ourselves. And then, one day, there's no one left to worship us. And in the end, each little God and Goddess takes its last journey back into Dreams... and what comes after, not even WE know. I'm going to dance now, I'm afraid.
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ishtar
sandman
gods
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Neil Gaiman |
b1116f1
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Without warning a lady appeared. She came from the direction of Friday-street, for she had just been with Mr. Newbolt. She strode capably through the snow. She wore a black silk gown and something very queer swung from a silver chain about her neck. Her smile was full of comfort and her eyes were kind and happy. She was just as Mr. Newbolt had described. And the name of this lady was Death.
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death
sandman
neil-gaiman
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Susanna Clarke |
acc0b85
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Of course, the truth is that no one likes change. People in hell not only refuse to leave it, they invite you in, too. Even people who have blasted the other lives that touched their own blasted lives proudly declare in old age that they would not change a thing -- all that cursing and screaming was their life, by God, and it is not possible to imagine any other. Change introduces unpredictability, uncertainty, a universe of disorder. Right before an amoeba splits in two, it says to itself, uh uh, no way, I ain't gonna do that, nope.
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wisdom
sandman
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Peter Straub |
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"A major defining factor was my wanting him to be part of the DC Universe. Because if someone as powerful as the Sandman was running all the dreams in the world, a natural question would be "Why haven't we heard about him by now?" The answer I came up with was "He's been locked away." And that solution formed an image in my head of a naked man in a glass cell. My next question was "How long had he been trapped there?" The movie hadn't been made yet, but I'd read Oliver Sacks's book a few months earlier, so I knew about the encephalitis lethargica, or "sleepy sickness," that had swept Europe in 1916. Scientists to this day don't understand what caused it, and I loved the idea of blaming it on the Sandman's imprisonment, so I determined the length of his stay to be seventy-two years--ending in late 1988, when the series debuted. And so on; each plot point just seemed to naturally lead to the next one."
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sleepy-sickness
sandman
neil-gaiman
interview
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