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Let's start a new tomorrow, today.
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inspirational
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Neil Gaiman |
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c967320
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Really, he thought, if you couldn't trust a poet to offer sensible advice, who could you trust?
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poet
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Neil Gaiman |
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0a30f6a
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I was kidnapped by aliens, they came down from outer space with ray guns, but I fooled them by wearing a wig and laughing in a foreign accent, and I escaped.
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gaiman
neil
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Neil Gaiman |
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6e0eb68
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Tell him that we fucking reprogrammed reality. Tell him that language is a virus and that religion is an operating system and that prayers are just so much fucking spam.
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Neil Gaiman |
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95a47db
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All that I did," she said, "everything I tried to do. All for nothing." Nothing is done entirely for nothing, said the fox of dreams. Nothing is wasted. You are older, and you have made decisions, and you are not the fox you were yesterday. Take what you have learned, and move on."
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Neil Gaiman |
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002647e
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She said we all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we don't to make it all bearable.
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Neil Gaiman |
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fcec505
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Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?
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stars
human
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Neil Gaiman |
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You know the best thing about aeroplanes? Apart from the peanuts in the little silver bags, I mean. It's looking out of the windows at the clouds, and thinking, maybe I could go walking in there. Maybe it's a special place where everything's okay. Sometimes I do go walking in the clouds, but it's just cold and wet and empty. But when you look out of a plane it's a special world... and I like that.
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Neil Gaiman |
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You're a poem?' I repeated. She chewed her lower lip. 'If you want. I am a poem, or I am a pattern, or a race of people whose whose world was swallowed by the sea.' 'Isn't it hard to be three things at the same time?' 'What's your name?' 'Enn.' 'So you are Enn,' she said. 'And you are a male. And you are a biped. Is it hard to be three things at the same time?
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discord
three
girls
self
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Neil Gaiman |
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4214a24
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Read. Read anything. Read the things they say are good for you, and the things they claim are junk. You'll find what you need to find. Just read.
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reading
books
inspirational
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Neil Gaiman |
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ef53ab8
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She could hear, some way off, her brothers calling to each other in the woods behind the house. She hoped desperately that their game wouldn't bring them any closer, that they wouldn't scare the birds away
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inspirational
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Neil Gaiman |
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6868999
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She could hear, some way off, her brothers calling to each other in the woods behind the house. She hoped desperately that their game wouldn't bring them any closer, that they wouldn't scare the birds away. Somehow she knew that you didn't get many moments like this in your life: moments when you knew, without any doubt, that you were alive, when you felt the air in your lungs and the wet grass beneath your feet and the cotton on your skin..
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Neil Gaiman |
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fc34a53
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Memory is the great deceiver. Perhaps there are some individuals whose memories act like tape recordings, daily records of their lives complete in every detail, but I am not one of them. My memory is a patchwork of occurrences, of discontinuous events roughly sewn together: The parts I remember, I remember precisely, whilst other sections seemed to have vanished completely.
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Neil Gaiman |
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89db8f1
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Fear is contagious. You can catch it. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to say that they're scared for the fear to become real. Mo was terrified, and now Nick was too.
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Neil Gaiman |
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I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. You're the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. You're my letter to desire: And you'll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends,
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words
passion
love
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Neil Gaiman |
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8ac4c01
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You don't get heaven or hell. Do you know the only reward you get for being Batman? You get to be Batman.
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Neil Gaiman |
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4e08ef3
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Of course, everyone's parents are embarrassing. It goes with the territory. The nature of parents is to embarrass merely by existing, just as it is the nature of children of a certain age to cringe with embarrassment, shame, and mortification should their parents so much as speak to them on the street.
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parenting
parents
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Neil Gaiman |
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7023bbf
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If you make art, people will talk about it. Some of the things they say will be nice, some won't. You'll already have made that art, and when they're talking about the last thing you did, you should already be making the next thing.
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inspiration
neil-gaiman
reviews
encouragement
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Neil Gaiman |
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e9b0a22
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Heaven has no taste." "Now-" "And not one single sushi restaurant." A look of pain crossed the angel's suddenly very serious face."
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humor
sushi
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Don't start anything you're not prepared to finish.
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Neil Gaiman |
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7110f8c
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I would feel infinitely more comfortable in your presence if you would agree to treat gravity as a law, rather than one of a number of suggested options.
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gravity
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Neil Gaiman |
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I'm not blessed, or merciful. I'm just me. I've got a job to do, and I do it. Listen: even as we're talking, I'm there for old and young, innocent and guilty, those who die together and those who die alone. I'm in cars and boats and planes; in hospitals and forests and abbatoirs. For some folks death is a 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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Neil Gaiman |
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Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. He felt it touch his skin, questing, moving, exploring: gliding through his mind. It slipped into his lungs, behind his eyes, into his mouth...
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light
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Neil Gaiman |
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8e53c13
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Shadow had heard too many people telling each other not to repress their feelings, to let their emotions out, let the pain go. Shadow thought there was a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. If you did it long enough and deep enough, he suspected, pretty soon you wouldn't feel anything at all.
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Neil Gaiman |
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c42dee5
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She was the storm, she was the lightning, she was the adult world with all its power and all its secrets and all its foolish casual cruelty.
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adults
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Neil Gaiman |
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e8e46fc
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It is sometimes a mistake to climb; it is always a mistake never even to make the attempt. If you do not climb, you will not fall. This is true. But is it that bad to fail, that hard to fall?
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falling
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Neil Gaiman |
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a5976d6
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The important thing about songs is that they're just like stories. They don't mean a damn unless there's people listenin' to them.
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Neil Gaiman |
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0cde69c
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I'm going to go home. Everything is going to be normal again. Boring again. Wonderful again.
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Neil Gaiman |
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af6ee78
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The world seemed to shimmer a little at the edges.
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Neil Gaiman |
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fca8857
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Richard wrote a diary entry in his head. he began.
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life-changing-events
life-expectancy
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Neil Gaiman |
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99f2246
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You know I love you,' said the other mother flatly. 'You have a very funny way of showing it,' said Coraline.
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Neil Gaiman |
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aca7297
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There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don't.
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good-and-evil
prejudice
heaven
idealism
jesus
religion
god
life-lessons
good-and-bad
prejudices
criminals
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Neil Gaiman |
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8efd2b0
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Does it make you feel big to make a little boy cry?
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little-boys
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Neil Gaiman |
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a22ecbc
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Start telling the stories that only you can tell, because there'll always be better writers than you and there'll always be smarter writers than you. There will always be people who are much better at doing this or doing that - but you are the only you.
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writing-advice
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Neil Gaiman |
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ace12ce
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Stories are made up by people who make them up. If they work, they get retold. There's the magic of it.
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Neil Gaiman |
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c8e5d2f
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And there was a voice, a high clear, female voice, which said "Ow", and then, very quietly, it said "Fuck", and then it said "Ow", once more."
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Neil Gaiman |
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0cb5b29
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I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children stories. They were better than than that. They just were. Adult stories never made sense, and they were slow to start. They made me feel like there were secrets, Masonic, mythic secrets, to adulthood. Why didn't adults want to read about Narnia, about secret islands and smugglers and dangerous fairies?
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Neil Gaiman |
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5b1a942
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I'll find you. Don't worry. Just be on your own and I'll find you.
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Neil Gaiman |
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cfdf023
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And if there's a moral there, I don't know what it is, save maybe that we should take our goodbyes whenever we can.
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Neil Gaiman |
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Peas baffled me. I could not understand why grown-ups would take things that tasted so good raw, and then put them in tins, and make them revolting.
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peas
revolting
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Neil Gaiman |
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a1bac86
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There are things that wait for us, patiently, in the dark corridors of our lives. We think we have moved on, put them out of mind, left them to desiccate and shrivel and blow away; but we are wrong. They have been waiting there in the darkness, working out, practicing their most vicious blows, their sharp hard thoughtless punches into the gut, killing time until we came back that way.
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Neil Gaiman |
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8c27784
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Death's a funny thing. I used to think it was a big, sudden thing, like a huge owl that would swoop down out of the night and carry you off. I don't anymore. I think it's a slow thing. Like a thief who comes to your house day after day, taking a little thing here and a little thing there, and one day you walk round your house and there's nothing there to keep you, nothing to make you want to stay. And then you lie down and shut up forever. ..
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Neil Gaiman |
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7adc0e2
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The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow into the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me.
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Neil Gaiman |
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56b8d45
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Rules and responsibilities: these are the ties that bind us. We do what we do, because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves. I will do what I have to do. And I will do what I must.
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rules
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