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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ff96d52 | Now this comic contains words, concepts and maybe a few images that some people may find offensive. If you suspect you are going to be one of those people, there's a really easy solution to this. Don't read it. It's as simple as that. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ff39250 | I believe that you have the absolute right to think things that I find offensive, stupid, preposterous or dangerous, and that you have the right to speak, write, or distribute these things, and that I do not have the right to kill you, maim you, hurt you, or take away your liberty or property because I find your ideas threatening or insulting or downright disgusting. You probably think some of my ideas are pretty vile too. I | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 691962a | I know," said November. He was pale and thin lipped. He helped October out of the wooden chair. "I like your stories. Mine are always too dark." "I don't think so," said October. "It's just that your nights are longer and you aren't as warm." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 88c2290 | Five girls sat beside, and upon the branches of, the oldest apple tree in the orchard, its huge trunk making a fine seat and support; and whenever the May breeze blew, the pink blossoms tumbled down like snow, coming to rest in their hair and on their skirts. The afternoon sunlight dappled green and silver and gold through the leaves in the apple orchard. | orchard pretty-words sunlight | Neil Gaiman | |
| 290ea0e | Sometimes fiction is a way of coping with the poison of the world in a way that lets us survive it. And | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 18fa81b | The daylight faded slowly: distances collapsed and the world turned indigo and the wind blew cold enough to burn the skin on your face. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bb1e9f4 | He said nothing: seldom do those who are silent make mistakes. "I" | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 737de76 | Think of us as symbols--we're the dream that humanity creates to make sense of the shadows on the cave wall. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c990792 | Family is who you survive with when you need to survive - even if you do not like them. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ff4c114 | Anyway, you know what they say about wolves," said her father. "If the wolves come out of the walls, it's all over." "Who says that?" asked Lucy. "People. Everybody. You know," said her father, and he went back to practicing his tuba." | wolves | Neil Gaiman | |
| 5b9451e | I am still not talking to you," said Liza Hempstock's voice, proud as a peacock and pert as a sparrow. "Actually, you are. I mean, we're talking right now." "Only during this emergency. After that, not a word." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a30c895 | The man Jack was tall. This man was taller. The man Jack wore dark clothes. This man's clothes were darker. People who noticed the man Jack when he was about his business-- and he did not like to be noticed-- were troubled, or made uncomfortable, or found themselves unaccountably scared. The man Jack looked up at the stranger, and it was the man Jack who was troubled. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ff82920 | He was standing on the pavement outside Nick Farthing's house, his face damp from the thick night mist. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 3b8205f | Did it hurt?" asked Bod. "Letting the car hit you like that?" "Yes," said Silas." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6eb587e | The dead dun't disappoint you. They've had their life, done what they've done. We dun't change. The living, they always disappoint you, dun't they? You meet a boy who's all brave and noble, and he grows up to run away. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c0f936b | Life imitates art, but clumsily, copying its movements when it thinks it isn't looking. | life neil-gaiman | Neil Gaiman | |
| d094fa9 | When something looks enough like something else that people watching don't know what it is they're looking at. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 7ca8078 | With each successive pint he found that he was enjoying himself significantly less; until now he was sitting and shivering on the sidewalk outside the pub in a small Scottish town, weighing the relative merits of being sick and not being sick, and not enjoying himself at all. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 8c97c84 | Sometimes the way to do what you hope to do will be clear cut, and sometimes it will be almost impossible to decide whether or not you are doing the correct thing, because you'll have to balance your goals and hopes with feeding yourself, paying debts, finding work, settling for what you can get. Something that worked for me was imagining that where I wanted to be - an author, primarily of fiction, making good books, making good comics and .. | make-good-art neil-gaiman | Neil Gaiman | |
| d583356 | But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?" "Easy," said the cat. "Think of somebody walking around the world. You start out walking away from something and end up coming back to it." "Small world," said Coraline. "It's big enough for her," said the cat. "Spider's webs only have to be large enough to catch flies." | predator prey spider spider-web trap world | Neil Gaiman | |
| 4e94d0d | There was a passport in his bag, money in his pocket. There was a smile dancing on his lips, although it was a wary smile, for the world is a bigger place than a little graveyard on a hill; and there would be dangers in it and mysteries, new friends to make, old friends to rediscover, mistakes to be made and many paths to be walked before he would, finally, return to the graveyard or ride with the Lady on the broad back of her great grey st.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 17a26af | This isn't about what is," said Mr. Nancy. "It's about what people think is. It's all imaginary anyway. That's why it's important. People only fight over imaginary things." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1dfb858 | Slowly gently night creeps up on you, more gentle than light, it helps you realize how much the light hinders you. In the darkness your senses learn when they should quit - in the embrace of the dark everything becomes what it really is. People fear the dark but unlike the light it does not lie to you. In the dark you can go where you long to be. | night | Neil Gaiman | |
| ad3a909 | The Marquis had known whom he had wanted not to be, when he was a boy. He had definitely not wanted to be like Peregrine. He had not wanted to be like anyone at all. He had, instead, wanted to be elegant, elusive, brilliant and, above all things, he had wanted to be unique. Just like Peregrine. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a17d784 | In prison Shadow had learned there were two kinds of fights: don't fuck with me fights, where you made it as showy and impressive as you could, and private fights, real fights, which were fast and hard and nasty, and always over in seconds. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 7a08e1a | I'm going to tell you something important. Grown-ups don't look like grown-ups on the inside either. Outside, they're big and thoughtless and they always know what they're doing. Inside, they look just like they always have. Like they did when they were your age. The truth is, there aren't any grown-ups. Not one, in the whole wide world." ... I wonderes if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies, like childre.. | childhood | Neil Gaiman | |
| 5392b2f | I'll tell you a secret. A raven created the world. When Noah sent him out to find land, he couldn't find any. It had all been washed away. So he created it. He shat the dry land and he pissed the the fresh water. Then he flew off, laughing fit to burst. So the world eas there for the dove to find. Really? They don't admit to it, of course. Who wants to be blamed for creating the world? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e0fab6a | I was their first book. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 7ee626d | Yesterday, all this was snow. Always winter, and never Christmas. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5b8551b | One question that has always intrigued me is what happens to demonic beings when immigrants move from their homelands. Irish-Americans remember the fairies, Norwegian-Americans the nisser, Greek-Americans the vrykolakas, but only in relation to events remembered in the Old Country. When I once asked why such demons are not seen in America, my informants giggled confusedly and said "They're scared to pass the ocean, it's too far," pointing o.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c45175e | It was a city in which the very old and the awkwardly new jostled each other, not uncomfortably, but without respect; a city of shops and offices and restaurants and homes, of parks and churches, of ignored monuments and remarkably unpalatial palaces; a city of hundreds of districts with strange names--Crouch End, Chalk Farm, Earl's Court, Marble Arch--and oddly distinct identities; a noisy, dirty, cheerful, troubled city, which fed on tour.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| eaf33d8 | But I do not actually remember being a monster. I just remember wanting my own way. | monster | Neil Gaiman | |
| c13a915 | This book is the book you have just read. It's done. Now we're in the acknowledgments. This is not really part of the book. You do not have to read it. It's mostly just names. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e164565 | Richard had noticed that events were cowards: they didn't occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ec98d0f | If there is a moral to this part of the story, and I distrust morals in the same way that I distrust beginnings, it is simply this: know that with which you deal. | morals | Neil Gaiman | |
| c8665f1 | NOTE FOR YOUNG PEOPLE AND AMERICANS: One shilling = Five Pee. It helps to understand the antique finances of the Witchfinder Army if you know the original British monetary system: | Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett | ||
| ec6aaf5 | You get on with your own life. Lettie gave it to you. You just have to grow up and try and be worth it." A flash of resentment. It's hard enough being alive, trying to survive in the world and find your place in it, to do the things you need to do to get by, without wondering if the thing you just did, whatever it was, was worth someone having . . . if not died, then having given up her life. It wasn't fair." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c9ad723 | In this world there are very few things made from logic alone. It is illogical for man to be too logical. Some things we must just let stand. The mystery is more important than any possible explanation. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 6bea956 | sweet potatoes in their jackets have a large comfort value built into them | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 05b00c8 | Boldness, at first a stranger to be treated with caution, soon becomes a friend, then a partner, and finally taken for granted, as is the daily relationship between married people. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 61fc657 | First with the head and then with the heart. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 7f512ba | Doctor, do you read the Harry Potter books?" "Well, as a matter of fact, yes, I have." "The fourth was my favorite. What was yours?" "Umm, I don't know really." "Is it possible," the prosecutor asked the witness, "that those writings of Mr. Kobel are merely attempts at writing a novel? Some big fantasy book." "I...I can't imagine it." | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 54b1614 | You see tumbleweeds? You see cowpokes? Indians? This isn't the streets of Laredo. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 3aa04f7 | I thought you could beat, pummel, and thrash an idea into existence. Under such treatment, of course, any decent idea folds up its paws, turns on its back, fixes its eyes on eternity, and dies. | Ray Bradbury |