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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 997f7d0 | Even in the pettiest, most unpromising material, she had discovered, you could find real treasures. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e4ff6c1 | I once made up a story as a wedding present for some friends. It was about a couple who were given a story as a wedding present. It was not a reassuring story. Having made up the story, I decided that they'd probably prefer a toaster, so I got them a toaster, and to this day have not written the story down. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 58c9711 |
This book started like this. My son, who is called Michael or Mike these days, but was Mikey back then, was angry at me. I'd said one of those things that parents say, like < |
Neil Gaiman | ||
| 0da759c | Ow," and then, very quietly, it said "Fuck," and then it said "Ow," once more." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c0389a9 | Reed says that God made a thousand, thousand worlds, each like this one, only different. I hope there's one of them in which I chose to walk another path. But I fear that in any universe my path will be marked with blood. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b058a55 | and then he looked her full in the face, and her heart leapt and sank, as the eyes the dangerous blue of the summer sky before a storm gazed back into hers. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6e48203 | You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9c7a321 | And then he was silent; and from far above they heard the sounds of crows flying, cawing angrily. "Crows. Family Corvidae. Collective noun," intoned Mr. Croup, relishing the sound of the word. "a murder." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 19e6847 | And then he said, "Media. I think I have heard of her. Isn't she the one who killed her children?" "Different woman," said Mr. Nancy. "Same deal." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5fd4077 | I'm a has-been. Who the fuck cares about me?" Shadows said softly, "You're a god". Wednesday looked at him sharply. [...] "So?" "It's a good thing to be a god", said Shadow "Is it?" | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 17892b5 | All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories - if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death. | dreams endings happiness happy-ending stories | Neil Gaiman | |
| 87eb8f7 | When you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1826994 | Yes, you're right. It's part of growing up, I suppose. You always have to leave something behind you.u | growing-up growth leaving left-behind youth | Neil Gaiman | |
| e4ba891 | And they walked away together through the hole in the wall, back into the darkness, | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 42c455c | Realmente no lo entiendes, ?verdad?. No quiero tener todo lo que deseo. Nadie lo quiere, no de verdad. ?Donde estaria la gracia si tuviese todo lo que quiero? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bddd4c0 | Anything electronic seemed fundamentally magical to Shadow, and liable to evaporate at any moment. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| d11b72a | Mister whoever-the-fuck you are," said Shadow, just loud enough to be heard over the din of the engines, "there isn't enough money in the world." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 29df8d1 | If you saw two groups of children arguing over which of them could play in some waste ground, would you chose sides? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a39b794 | Richard made a break for it. 'Sorry,' he said to the stunned guard, as he yanked his arm out of the man's grip, and fled. 'Wrong London.' | neverwhere | Neil Gaiman | |
| c42e0fd | Somewhere in the night, someone was writing. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5c968eb | When your children grow, when your dark locks begin to silver, when you are an old woman, alone with your three bears, what will you see? What stories will you tell? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b75ba08 | I borrowed a copy of by Roger Lancelyn Green and read and reread it with delight and puzzlement: Asgard, in this telling, was no longer a Kirbyesque Future City but was a Viking hall and collection of buildings out on the frozen wastes; Odin the all-father was no longer gentle, wise, and irascible, but instead he was brilliant, unknowable, and dangerous; Thor was just as strong as the Mighty Thor in the comics, his hammer as powerful, but.. | reality-check | Neil Gaiman | |
| 2fa5467 | The next morning he boarded the train for the six-hour journey south that would bring him to the strange gothic spires and arches of St. Pancras Station. His mother gave him a small walnut cake that she had made for the journey and a thermos filled with tea; and Richard Mayhew went to London feeling like hell. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c54ef36 | Where's Rory? I want him, right now,' demanded Amy as the TARDIS lurched away into space and time. The Doctor had only briefly met her fiance, Rory Williams, once before. She didn't think the Doctor understood what she saw in Rory. Some days, she was not entirely sure what she saw in Rory. But she was certain of this: nobody took her fiance away from her. 'Good question. Where's Rory? Also, where's seven billion other people?' he asked. '.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a46da4c | A story that began with, and exists because of, my love of the remoter parts of Scotland, where the bones of the Earth show through, and the sky is a pale white, and it's all astoundingly beautiful, and it feels about as remote as any place can possibly be. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5841a19 | Hemos sido inevitablemente retenidos por el mundo. Cuenta con volver a vernos cuando nos veas. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9ddc897 | If Hell is other people, thought Shadow, then Purgatory is airports. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1119154 | It always rains on the unloved-wet dreams-a fishing expedition-she kisses wyverns (the disneyland analogy)-dinner etiquette and chocolate lovers-desire swears by the first circle-"things are changing"-what can possibly go wrong?" -- | love | Neil Gaiman | |
| 179b9d5 | I thought about adults. I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies... | children inner-child | Neil Gaiman | |
| 40c5668 | Does it work? Are they happier dead?" "Sometimes. Mostly, no. It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| aefd273 | Calling cats," it confided, "tends to be a rather overrated activity. Might as well call a whirlwind." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e0b2614 | Neil Gaiman on librarians as knowledge navigators over time. | libraries | Neil Gaiman | |
| e35198c | I can tell you this, you never say no to the opportunity to piss, to eat, or to get an half-hour's shut eye... | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 0146912 | But...is that all there was? Is that all I get? Yes, I'm afraid so. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| cd90590 | All we really know of the universe is what filters in through our senses, and that isn't a whole lot. Take the electromagnetic spectrum. It includes virtually every ripple of energy that powers the cosmos, from the long, lazy radio waves we communicate with through microwaves that we cook with all the way up to X-rays and gamma rays, which pack enough punch into their wavelengths to outshine an entire galaxy. All that majesty, all that infi.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6740185 | How Do You Feel This Morning When You Know What You Did Last Night? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| d41ee17 | Are you going to do it? Go on. You have to do it. I bet you won't be any crapper than I was." Fat Charlie shrugged, in a way that, he hoped, indicated that he contained within him depths of crap as yet unplumbed." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| d348b45 | There was no moon, but the night sky was a riot of crisp and glittering autumn stars. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 4626c86 | Learning how to be strong, to feel her own emotions and not another's, had been hard; but once you learned the trick of it, you did not forget. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 0364721 | But time heals. Or at least it forms scabs. | scab time | Neil Gaiman | |
| fc417d2 | Outside, the world had become a formless, swirling mist with no shapes or shadows behind it, while the house itself seemed to have twisted and stretched. It appeared to Coraline that it was crouching and staring down at her, as if it were not really a house but only the idea of a house--and the person who had had the idea, she was certain, was not a good person. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9a01612 | Information and knowledge: these are currencies that have never gone out of style. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c30994c | God who knows all things, I have no prayer book and I do not know any prayers by heart. But you know all the prayers. You are God. So this is what I am going to do. I am going to say the alphabet, and I will let you put the words together. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c7ae766 | The voice came from the night all around him, in his head and out of it. "What do you want?' it repeated. He wondered if he dared to turn and look, realised he did not. 'Well? You come here every night, in a place where the living are not welcome. I have seen you. Why?' 'I wanted to meet you,' he said, without looking around. 'I want to live for ever.' His voice cracked as he said it. He had stepped over the precipice. There was no going ba.. | life vampires | Neil Gaiman |