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06c100e
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I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.
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Neil Gaiman |
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What do stars do? They shine.
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Neil Gaiman |
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a1e1c3e
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How can you be happy in this world? You have a hole in your heart. You have a gateway inside you to lands beyond the world you know. They will call you, as you grow.
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There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his fall halfway down the side of the cliff, holding on for dear life. There was a clump of strawberries beside him, and certain death above him and below. What should he do? went the question. And the reply was, Eat the strawberries. The story h..
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You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I..
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Neil Gaiman |
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In every way that counted, I was dead. Inside somewhere maybe I was screaming and weeping and howling like an animal, but that was another person deep inside, another person who had no access to the lips and face and mouth and head, so on the surface I just shrugged and smile and kept moving. If I could have physically passed away, just let it all go, like that, without doing anything, stepped out of life as easily as walking through a door..
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life
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The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name? Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks. The Doctor: But what do I call you? Idris: I think you call me... Sexy? The Doctor: [embarrassed] Only when we're alone.
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the-doctors-wife
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Neil Gaiman |
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ca78c46
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So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregarding.
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Neil Gaiman |
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It's not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it's yours, and then be willing to let it go.
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Neil Gaiman |
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He couldn't see why people made such a fuss about people eating their silly old fruit anyway, but life would be a lot less fun if they didn't. And there was never an apple, in Adam's opinion, that wasn't worth the trouble you got into for eating it.
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Neil Gaiman |
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It doesn't matter that you didn't believe in us," said Mr. Ibis. "We believed in you."
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Neil Gaiman |
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So what I want to know is why it is that I can no longer find you, in my mind. You are still there, just, but you are there like a ghost, a will o' the wisp. Not long ago you burned--your heart burned--in my mind like silver fire. But after that night in the inn it became patchy and dim, and now it is not there at all." "Could it be that the heart that you seek is no longer my own? I have given my heart to another." "The boy? The one in the..
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Neil Gaiman |
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6aa33c2
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There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.
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Neil Gaiman |
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cd42451
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Hell may have all the best composers, but heaven has all the best choreographers.
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Neil Gaiman |
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c171bb7
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We do what we do, because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves.
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Neil Gaiman |
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2baa7d1
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We wrapped our dreams in words and patterned the words so that they would live forever, unforgettable.
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words
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Neil Gaiman |
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d4a17f0
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You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Lucifer protests he was never to blame for inducing anyone to sin, and that he's never had an interest in owning souls: 'They die, and they come here - having transgressed against what they believed to be right - and expect us to fulfill their desire for pain and retribution. I don't make them come here... I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to have to face up to it.
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Neil Gaiman |
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You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live.
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grief
death
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Neil Gaiman |
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7ca2346
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All around me darkness gathers, Fading is the sun that shone, We must speak of other matters, You can be me when I'm gone Flowers gathered in the morning, Afternoon they blossom on, Still are withered in the evening, You can be me when I'm gone.
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Neil Gaiman |
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195a1f4
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As sure as water's wet and days are long and a friend will always disappoint you in the end.
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reality
harsh-truth
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Neil Gaiman |
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b413d3d
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When angels go bad they are worse than anyone else. Remember Lucifer used to be an angel.
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Neil Gaiman |
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I have no plans to love you," said Coraline. "No matter what. You can't make me love you."
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Neil Gaiman |
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You're no help," he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could."
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Neil Gaiman |
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ae57116
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I saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was, that the reality was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writhing with grubs and nightmares and hunger.
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world
reality
hunger
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Neil Gaiman |
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78301af
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The TV's the altar. I'm what people are sacrificing to.' 'What do they sacrifice?' asked Shadow. 'Their time, mostly,' said Lucy. 'Sometimes each other.
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Neil Gaiman |
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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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27cac32
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Too much talking these days. Talk talk talk. This country would get along much better if people learned how to suffer in silence.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Tristan and Yvaine were happy together. Not forever-after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while
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Neil Gaiman |
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6c23095
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Potentially evil. Potentially good, too, I suppose. Just this huge powerful potentiality waiting to be shaped.
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Neil Gaiman |
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f5526f1
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Mirrors,' she said, 'are never to be trusted.
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trust
mirrors
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Neil Gaiman |
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d7c7d5d
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This is a work of fiction. Still, given an infinite number of possible worlds, it must be true on one of them. And if a story set in an infinite number of possible worlds is true in one of them, then it must be true in all of them. So maybe, it's not as fictional as we think.
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infinite-worlds
worlds
neil-gaiman
infinite
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Neil Gaiman |
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0bb5fc6
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The tongue is the most remarkable. For we use it both to taste out sweet wine and bitter poison, thus also do we utter words both sweet and sour with the same tongue.
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Neil Gaiman |
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66114a6
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You know how is it when you love someone? And the hard part, the bad part, the Jerry Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone. There's always a piece of them in your heart.
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Neil Gaiman |
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It's like you said the other day," said Adam. "You grow up readin' about pirates and cowboys and spacemen and stuff, and jus' when you think the world's full of amazin' things, they tell you it's really all dead whales and chopped-down forests and nucular waste hangin' about for millions of years. 'Snot worth growin' up for, if you ask my opinion."
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Neil Gaiman |
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2a8f51f
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As we age, we become our parents; live long enough and we see faces repeat in time.
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family-relationships
parents-and-children
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Neil Gaiman |
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Bod said, 'I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on the sand of a desert island. I want to play football with people. I want,' he said, and then he paused and he thought. 'I want everything.
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Neil Gaiman |
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They were kissing. Put like that, and you could be forgiven for presuming that this was a normal kiss, all lips and skin and possibly even a little tongue. You'd miss how he smiled, how his eyes glowed. And then, after the kiss was done, how he stood, like a man who had just discovered the art of standing and had figured out how to do it better than anyone else who would ever come along.
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love
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Neil Gaiman |
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1174e41
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Because," said Thor, "when something goes wrong, the first thing I always think is, it is Loki's fault. It saves a lot of time."
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Neil Gaiman |
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Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you.
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jaunty
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Neil Gaiman |
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29000a9
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Nothing's changed. You'll go home. You'll be bored. You'll be ignored. No one will listen to you, really listen to you. You're too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don't even get your name right.
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Neil Gaiman |
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59733f1
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We are small but we are many We are many we are small We were here before you rose We will be here when you fall
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lyrics
gaiman
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c592b5f
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It occurs to me that the peculiarity of most things we think of as fragile is how tough they truly are. There were tricks we did with eggs, as children, to show how they were, in reality, tiny load-bearing marble halls; while the beat of the wings of a butterfly in the right place, we are told, can create a hurricane across an ocean. Hearts may break, but hearts are the toughest of muscles, able to pump for a lifetime, seventy times a minut..
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fragility
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Neil Gaiman |
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546be14
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This isn't about what is . . . it's about what people is. It's all imaginary anyway. That's why it's important. People only fight over imaginary things.
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Neil Gaiman |