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Neil Gaiman Quotes - Page 11

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Writing is flying in dreams. When you remember. When you can. When it works. It's that easy.

Writing is flying in dreams. When you remember. When you can. When it works. It's that easy.

Dream, Writing, Flying

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Smoke and Mirrors: Short Fictions and Illusions”, p.1, Harper Collins

Of course you don't believe in fairies. You're fifteen. You think I believed in fairies at fifteen? Took me until I was at least a hundred and forty. Hundred and fifty, maybe. Anyway, he wasn't a fairy. He was a librarian. All right?

Believe, Thinking, Fifteen

"Fables & Reflections (The Sandman, Book 6)". Book sub-series by Neil Gaiman, August – October 1991, June – August 1992, June 1993.

Go get your heart broken.

Heart, Broken

He wondered how it could have taken him so long to realize he cared for her, and he told her so, and she called him an idiot, and he declared that it was the finest thing that ever a man had been called.

Taken, Men, Long

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

The world is always ending, for someone.

World

"Signal to Noise". Book by Neil Gaiman, 1992.

All cats can see futures, and see echoes of the past. We can watch the passage of creatures from the infinity of now, from all the worlds like ours, only fractionally different. And we follow them with our eyes, ghost things, and the humans see nothing.

Cat, Eye, Past

"Dream Country (The Sandman, Book 3)". Book sub-series by Neil Gaiman, July – October 1990.

Fiction can show you a different world. It can take you somewhere you’ve never been. Once you’ve visited other worlds, like those who ate fairy fruit, you can never be entirely content with the world that you grew up in. Discontent is a good thing: discontented people can modify and improve their worlds, leave them better, leave them different.

Other Worlds, People, Fruit

"Neil Gaiman: Why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming". www.theguardian.com. October 15, 2013.

There is something about riding a unicorn, for those people who still can, which is unlike any other experience: exhilarating, and intoxicating, and fine.

People, Riding, Unicorn

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

Gods, religions and national boundaries are absolutely imaginary. They don't tend to exist. As soon as you pull back half a mile and look down at the Earth there are no national boundaries. There aren't even national boundaries when you get down and walk around. They're just imaginary lines we draw on maps. I just get fascinated by people who assume that things that are imaginary have no relevance to their lives.

People, Looks, Half

There are new gods growing in America, clinging to growing knots of belief: gods of credit card and freeway, of Internet and telephone, of radio and hospital and television, gods of plastic and of beeper and of neon. Proud gods, fat and foolish creatures, puffed up with their own newness and importance. "They are aware of us, they fear us, and they hate us," said Odin. "You are fooling yourselves if you believe otherwise.

Hate, Believe, Odin

Neil Gaiman (2011). “American Gods”, p.100, Hachette UK

Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences. I was a child, which meant that I knew a dozen different ways of getting out of our property and into the lane, ways that would not involve walking down our drive.

Children, Space, Adults

"The Ocean at the End of the Lane". Book by Neil Gaiman, 2013.

If you, as a parent, raise your children well, they won't need you anymore. If you did it properly, they go away.

Children, Parent, Going Away

Neil Gaiman (2016). “The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction”, p.20, HarperCollins

We owe it to each other to tell stories.

Stories, Storytelling

Neil Gaiman (2010). “Fragile Things”, p.17, Hachette UK

Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire days sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commits acts they would otherwise find repulsive. 'The devil made me do it.' I have never made one of them do anything. Never. They live their own tiny lives. I do not live their lives for them.

Names, Devil, Sitting

"The Sandman: Season of Mists". Comic book by Neil Gaiman, 1992.

Remember your name. Do not lose hope ---what you seek will be found.

Following Instructions, Names, Remember

Neil Gaiman (2008). “M Is for Magic”, HarperCollins

Words can wound, and wounds can heal.

Heal, Wounds

My bed was pushed up hard against the wall just below the window. I loved to sleep with the windows open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open my windows and put my head on my pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak. There would be raindrops blown onto my face, too, if I was lucky, and I would imagine that I was in my boat on the ocean and that it was swaying with the swell of the sea. I did not imagine that I was a pirate, or that I was going anywhere. I was just on my boat.

Wall, Ocean, Sleep

She had such unusual eyes. They made me think of the seaside, and so I called her Ocean, and could not have told you why.

Ocean, Eye, Thinking

There are so many places we have not yet seen. So many people still to meet.

Hate, People, Stills

I think of myself as a very lazy author.

Thinking, Lazy, Literature

The things that really change the world, according to Chaos theory, are the tiny things. A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazonian jungle, and subsequently a storm ravages half of Europe.

Butterfly, Europe, Wings

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

You see with your eyes. This means you can be misled by charm, by outward appearance. By webs of glamour, by surface pretences. I do not see with my eyes. I see good and I see evil. Nothing else.

Mean, Eye, Evil

When things get tough... Make good art.

Art, Tough, When Things Get Tough

Neil Gaiman's Commencement Address at The University of the Arts in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, www.uarts.edu. May 17, 2012.

Freedom of speech gives you the right to stay silent.

Giving, Freedom Of Speech, Speech

From meetings and partings none can ever escape. Nor from magic.

Magic, Meetings, Parting

"The Books of Magic (Book I: The Invisible Labyrinth)". Comic book mini-series by Neil Gaiman, 1990-1991.

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