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You're Hell's Angels, then? What chapter are you from?' 'REVELATIONS. CHAPTER SIX.
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death
humor
hells-angels
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Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett |
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He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity. He imagined he could see the very faces of the stars; pale, they were, and smiling gently, as if they had spent so much time above the world, watching the scrambling and the joy and the pain of the people below them, that they could not help being amused every time another little human beli..
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Neil Gaiman |
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I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.
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Neil Gaiman |
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People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.
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gods
ideas
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Neil Gaiman |
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He wondered how it could have taken him so long to realize he cared for her, and he told her so, and she called him an idiot, and he declared that it was the finest thing that ever a man had been called.
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Neil Gaiman |
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The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.
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humor
setting
smell
descriptions
ghosts
scent
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Neil Gaiman |
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Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you--even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition. Religions are places to stand an..
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Neil Gaiman |
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Words save our lives, sometimes.
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inspirational
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Neil Gaiman |
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Nothing's ever the same," she said. "Be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans." --
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Neil Gaiman |
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I hope you'll make mistakes. If you're making mistakes, it means you're out there doing something.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Hearts may break, but hearts are the toughest of muscles, able to pump for a lifetime, seventy times a minute, and scarcely falter along the way. Even dreams, the most delicate and intangible of things, can prove remarkably difficult to kill.
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Neil Gaiman |
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But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?
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Neil Gaiman |
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He had heard about talking to plants in the early seventies, on Radio Four, and thought it was an excellent idea. Although talking is perhaps the wrong word for what Crowley did. What he did was put the fear of God into them. More precisely, the fear of Crowley. In addition to which, every couple of months Crowley would pick out a plant that was growing too slowly, or succumbing to leaf-wilt or browning, or just didn't look quite as good..
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Neil Gaiman |
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Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not.
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memory
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Neil Gaiman |
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Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken.
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pain
personality
treasure
life
love
dancing
neil-gaiman
the-graveyard-book
name
pleasure
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Neil Gaiman |
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That's the trouble with living things. Don't last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And the memories fade and blend and smudge together.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Black as night, sweet as sin.
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coffee
boys
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Neil Gaiman |
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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.
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Neil Gaiman |
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You can't trust other people. If it's important, you have to do it yourself.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Growing up, I took so many cues from books. They taught me most of what I knew about what people did, about how to behave. They were my teachers and my advisers.
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Neil Gaiman |
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You don't have to test everything to destruction just to see if you made it right.
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Neil Gaiman |
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The view changes from where you are standing. Words can wound, and wounds can heal. All of these things are true.
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Neil Gaiman |
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You don't have to stay anywhere forever.
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Neil Gaiman |
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We who make stories know that we tell lies for a living. But they are good lies that say true things, and we owe it to our readers to build them as best we can. Because somewhere out there is someone who needs that story. Someone who will grow up with a different landscape, who without that story will be a different person. And who with that story may have hope, or wisdom, or kindness, or comfort. And that is why we write.
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writing
write
readers
stories
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Neil Gaiman |
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I lay on the bed and lost myself in the stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Not only are there no happy endings,' she told him, 'there aren't even any endings.
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Neil Gaiman |
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If you want to imagine the future, imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends.
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Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett |
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You musn't be afraid of the dark.' 'I'm not,' said Shadow. 'I'm afraid of the people in the dark.
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Neil Gaiman |
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The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.
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Neil Gaiman |
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I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There's this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there's this little bird-" "What little bird?" said Aziraphale suspiciously. "This little bird I'm talking about. And every thousand years-" "The same bird every thousand years?" Crowley hesitated. "Yeah," he said. "Bloody ancient bird, then." "Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-" "-limps-" ..
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humor
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Neil Gaiman |
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But he did not understand the price. Mortals never do. They only see the prize, their heart's desire, their dream... But the price of getting what you want, is getting what you once wanted.
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desire
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Neil Gaiman |
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I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
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Neil Gaiman |
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I thought I was your destination. Looks like I was just another stop on the line.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Death and Famine and War and Pollution continued biking towards Tadfield. And Grievous Bodily Harm, Cruelty To Animals, Things Not Working Properly Even After You've Given Them A Good Thumping but secretly No Alcohol Lager, and Really Cool People travelled with them.
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humor
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Neil Gaiman |
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We make choices. No one else can live our lives for us. And we must confront and accept the consequences of our actions.
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Neil Gaiman |
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One describes a tale best by telling the tale. You see? The way one describes a story, to oneself or to the world, is by telling the story. It is a balancing act and it is a dream. The more accurate the map, the more it resembles the territory. The most accurate map possible would be the territory, and thus would be perfectly accurate and perfectly useless. The tale is the map that is the territory. You must remember this.
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fiction
contemporary
mythology
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Neil Gaiman |
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d3f85bb
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We often confuse what we wish for with what is.
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wishes
sad
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Neil Gaiman |
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The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.
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Neil Gaiman |
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I make art, sometimes I make true art, and sometimes it fills the empty places in my life. Some of them. Not all.
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Neil Gaiman |
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It is a small world. You do not have to live in it particularly long to learn that for yourself. There is a theory that, in the whole world, there are only five hundred real people (the cast, as it were; all the rest of the people in the world, the theory suggests, are extras) and what is more, they all know each other. And it's true, or true as far as it goes. In reality the world is made of thousands upon thousands of groups of about five..
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Neil Gaiman |
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d6629b0
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There was once a young man who wished to gain his Heart's Desire.
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fairy-tales
fantasy
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Neil Gaiman |
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1a708bd
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He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough.
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Neil Gaiman |