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Neil Gaiman Quotes - Page 10

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Libraries are our friends.

Libraries are our friends.

Book, Reading, Thought Provoking

I've never known anyone who was what he or she seemed; or at least, was only what he or she seemed. People carry worlds within them.

People, World, Known

He stared up at the stars, and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity. He imagined he could see the very faces of the stars; pale, they were, and smiling gently, as if they had spent so much time above the world, watching the scrambling and the joy and the pain of the people below them, that they could not help being amused every time another little human believed itself the center of its world, as each of us does.

Stars, Pain, People

Neil Gaiman (2007). “Neil Gaiman and Charles Vess's Stardust: Being a Romance Within the Realms of Faerie”, Vertigo

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. Lots of little deaths until the last big one.

Lying, Night, Thinking

And he waited. It was only for a few seconds, but it felt like a small forever.

Forever, Felt, Seconds

Neil Gaiman (2009). “The Graveyard Book”, p.164, A&C Black

I was a normal child. Which is to say, I was selfish and I was not entirely convinced of the existence of things that were not me, and I was certain, rock-solid, unshakeably certain, that I was the most important thing in creation. There was nothing that was more important to me than I was.

Children, Selfish, Rocks

Words save our lives, sometimes.

Sometimes, Our Lives

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane”, p.157, Hachette UK

It is your differences that make you glorious.

Differences, Glorious

I'm more or less happily writing Chapter Six of The Graveyard Book. I say more or less as I'm at that place where I hope that the book knows what it's doing because right now I don't have a clue - I'm writing one scene after another like a man walking through a valley in thick fog, just able to see the path a little way ahead, but with no idea where it's actually going to lead him.

Book, Writing, Men

Whatever it is you're scared of doing, Do it.

Fear, Scared, Notable

A piratical ghost story in thirteen ingenious but potentially disturbing rhyming couplets, originally conceived as a confection both to amuse and to entertain by Mr. Neil Gaiman, scrivener, and then doodled, elaborated upon, illustrated, and beaten soundly by Mr. Cris Grimly, etcher and illuminator, featuring two brave children, their diminutive but no less courageous gazelle, and a large number of extremely dangerous trolls, monsters, bugbears, creatures, and other such nastiness, many of which have perfectly disgusting eating habits and ought not, under any circumstances, to be encouraged.

Children, Two, Numbers

He entertained these thoughts awkwardly, as a man entertains unexpected guests. Then, as he reached his objective, he pushed these thoughts away, as a man apologizes to his guests, and leaves them, muttering something about a prior engagement.

Men, Guests, Unexpected

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Stardust”, p.15, Harper Collins

She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.

Beautiful, Fire, Way

"Good Omens". Book by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, 1990.

Set your fantasies in the here and now and then, if challenged, claim to be writing Magical Realism.

Writing, Magic Realism, Fantasy

We have an obligation to read aloud to our children. To read them things they enjoy. To read to them stories we are already tired of. To do the voices, to make it interesting, and not to stop reading to them just because they learn to read to themselves. Use reading-aloud time as bonding time, as time when no phones are being checked, when the distractions of the world are put aside.

Children, Reading, Tired

Neil Gaiman (2016). “The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction”, p.14, HarperCollins

There's none so blind as those who will not listen.

Blind, American Gods, Stubbornness

Libraries are the thin red line between civilization and barbarism.

Civilization, Library, Red

There are three things, and three things only, that can lift the pain of mortality and ease the ravages of life. These are wine, women and song.

Song, Pain, Wine

Neil Gaiman (2005). “Anansi Boys”

I have always felt that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats the last sanctuary of the terminally inept.

Sanctuary, Lasts, Violence

Be proud of your mistakes. Well, proud may not be exactly the right word, but respect them, treasure them, be kind to them, learn from them. And, more than that, and more important than that, make them. Make mistakes. Make great mistakes, make wonderful mistakes, make glorious mistakes. Better to make a hundred mistakes than to stare at a blank piece of paper too scared to do anything wrong.

Mistake, Important, Be Kind

The best way to show people true things is from a direction that they had not imagined the truth coming.

People, Way, Shows

Neil Gaiman (2016). “The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction”, p.28, HarperCollins

It is said that scattered through Despair's domain are a multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out onto a different scene, being, in our world, a mirror. Sometimes you will look into a mirror and feel the eyes of Despair upon you, feel her hook catch and snag on your heart.

Heart, Eye, Mirrors

"Sandman #21: 'Season of Mists'". DC Comics series by Neil Gaiman, preludium, 1992.

This is a work of fiction. All the characters in it, human and otherwise, are imaginary, excepting only certain of the fairy folk, whom it might be unwise to offend by casting doubts on their existence. Or lack thereof.

Character, Doubt, Fiction

"Biography / Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.

Childhood memories are sometimes covered and obscured beneath the things that come later, like childhood toys forgotten at the bottom of a crammed adult closet, but they are never lost for good.

Memories, Childhood, Toys

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel”, p.9, Harper Collins

I think I would rather be a man than a god. We don’t need anyone to believe in us. We just keep going anyhow. It’s what we do.

Believe, Men, Thinking

"American Gods". Book by Neil Gaiman, June 19, 2001.

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