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  • #1
    Neil Gaiman
    “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

  • #2
    Neil Gaiman
    “May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #3
    Neil Gaiman
    “People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #4
    Neil Gaiman
    “There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #5
    Neil Gaiman
    “Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 3: Dream Country

  • #6
    Neil Gaiman
    “Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #7
    Neil Gaiman
    “Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it's always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #8
    Neil Gaiman
    “Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #9
    Neil Gaiman
    “I would like to see anyone, prophet, king or God, convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #10
    Neil Gaiman
    “Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your tongue. (from "Instructions")”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #11
    Neil Gaiman
    “In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #12
    Neil Gaiman
    “What's your name,' Coraline asked the cat. 'Look, I'm Coraline. Okay?'
    'Cats don't have names,' it said.
    'No?' said Coraline.
    'No,' said the cat. 'Now you people have names. That's because you don't know who you are. We know who we are, so we don't need names.”
    Neil Gaiman, Coraline

  • #13
    Neil Gaiman
    “I have always felt that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats the last sanctuary of the terminally inept.”
    Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

  • #14
    Neil Gaiman
    “What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes & Nocturnes

  • #15
    Neil Gaiman
    “Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."
    The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
    "Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
    "Fuck you," said the raven.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #16
    Neil Gaiman
    “CHORONZON: I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.

    MORPHEUS: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.

    CHORONZON: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.

    MORPHEUS: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.

    CHORONZON: I am a snake, spider-devouring, posion-toothed.

    MORPHEUS: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy-footed.

    CHORONZON: I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying.

    MORPHEUS: I am a world, space-floating, life-nurturing.

    CHORONZON: I am a nova, all-exploding... planet-cremating.

    MORPHEUS: I am the Universe -- all things encompassing, all life embracing.

    CHORONZON: I am Anti-Life, the Beast of Judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds... of everything. Sss. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?

    MORPHEUS: I am hope.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes & Nocturnes

  • #17
    Neil Gaiman
    “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.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of Mists

  • #18
    Neil Gaiman
    “The view changes from where you are standing.
    Words can wound, and wounds can heal.
    All of these things are true.”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #19
    Neil Gaiman
    “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.”
    Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

  • #20
    Neil Gaiman
    “Beware of Doors.”
    Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

  • #21
    Neil Gaiman
    “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.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 3: Dream Country

  • #22
    Neil Gaiman
    “Do not lose hope — what you seek will be found. Trust ghosts. Trust those that you have helped to help you in their turn. Trust dreams. Trust your heart, and trust your story. (from 'Instructions')”
    Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

  • #23
    Neil Gaiman
    “Hell may have all the best composers, but heaven has all the best choreographers.”
    Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

  • #24
    Neil Gaiman
    “Touched by her fingers, the two surviving chocolate people copulate desperately, losing themselves in a melting frenzy of lust, spending the last of their brief borrowed lives in a spasm of raspberry cream and fear.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives

  • #25
    Neil Gaiman
    “Being a writer of fiction isn't like being a compulsive liar, honestly.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #26
    Neil Gaiman
    “I am hope.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes & Nocturnes
    tags: hope

  • #27
    Neil Gaiman
    “Even the proudest spirit can be broken with love.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #28
    Neil Gaiman
    “Never a possession, always the possessor, with skin as pale as smoke, and eyes tawny and sharp as yellow wine: Desire is everything you've ever wanted. Whoever you are. Whatever you are. Everything.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of Mists

  • #29
    Neil Gaiman
    “There are four simple ways for the observant to tell Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar apart: first, Mr. Vandemar is two and a half heads taller than Mr. Croup; second, Mr. Croup has eyes of a faded china blue, while Mr. Vandemar's eyes are brown; third, while Mr. Vandemar fashioned the rings he wears on his right hand out of the skulls of four ravens, Mr. Croup has no obvious jewelery; fourth, Mr. Croup likes words, while Mr. Vandemar is always hungry. Also, they look nothing at all alike.”
    Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

  • #30
    Neil Gaiman
    “Fuck you," said Czernobog. "Fuck you and fuck your mother and fuck the fucking horse you fucking rode in on. You will not even die in battle. No warrior will taste your blood. No one alive will take your life. You will die a soft, poor death. You will die with a kiss on your lips and a lie in your heart.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods



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