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Neil Gaiman Quotes - Page 35

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Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action? Then what died? who are you mourning? A point of view.

Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?" "Then what died? who are you mourning?" "A point of view.

Views, Ideas, Mourning

Anyone who calls you "little lady" has already excluded you from the set of people worth listening to.

People, Listening, Littles

What a refreshing mind you have, young man. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?

Ignorance, Men, Mind

Neil Gaiman (2010). “Neverwhere”, p.84, Hachette UK

I think...that I would rather recollect a life mis-spent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt.

Thinking, Debt, Moral

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders”, p.13, Harper Collins

Reading is important. Books are important. Librarians are important. (Also, libraries are not child-care facilities, but sometimes feral children raise themselves among the stacks.)

Children, Book, Reading

Neil Gaiman (2016). “The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction”, p.21, HarperCollins

When things go wrong, this is what you should do. Make good art.

Art, Should, When Things Get Tough

Make glorious and fantastic mistakes.

Graduation, Mistake, Graduates

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

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 stallion.

Smile, Mistake, Dancing

Neil Gaiman (2009). “The Graveyard Book”, p.190, A&C Black

She found herself to be quite worried that something would jump out at her, so she began to whistle. She thought it might make it harder for things to jump out at her, if she was whistling.

Might, Worried, Found

Neil Gaiman (2013). “Coraline”, p.128, A&C Black

I already killed you once today, what does it take to teach some people?

People, Today, Doe

Time is fluid here', said the Demon.

Demon, Fluid, Said

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Selections from Fragile Things, Volume Three: 5 Short Fictions and Wonders”, p.5, Harper Collins

I watch with envious eyes and mind, the single-souled who dare not feel The wind that blows beyond the moon, who do not hear the fairy reel

Eye, Blow, Moon

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders”, p.28, Harper Collins

When I was young I was a fool. So wrap me up in dreams and death.

Dream, Fool, Young

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders”, p.28, Harper Collins

You could fire a machine gun randomly through the pages of Lord of the Rings and never hit any women.

Gun, Fire, Machines

I only have two kinds of dreams: the bad and the terrible. Bad dreams I can cope with. They're just nightmares, and the end eventually. I wake up. The terrible dreams are the good dreams. In my terrible dreams, everything is fine. I am still with the company. I still look like me. None of the last five years ever happened. Sometimes I'm married. Once I even had kids. I even knew their names. Everything's wonderful and normal and fine. And then I wake up, and I'm still me. And I'm still here. And that is truly terrible.

Dream, Kids, Years

He had read books, newspapers and magazines. He knew that if you ran away you sometimes met bad people who did bad things to you; but he had also read fairy tales, so he knew that there were kind people out there, side by side with the monsters.

Book, People, Monsters

Neil Gaiman (2009). “Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders”, p.35, Harper Collins

It’s an artist’s job to show people the world they live in. We hold up mirrors.

Jobs, Artist, Mirrors

Neil Gaiman (2010). “Fragile Things”, p.58, Hachette UK

Walk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times.

Destiny, Garden, Path

Look. I brought you here to give you a choice-" "You didn't bring us here," said Nick. "You're here," said Bod. "I wanted you here. I came here. You followed me. Same thing.

Giving, Choices, Looks

Neil Gaiman (2009). “The Graveyard Book”, p.114, A&C Black

Chantal is having a relationship with a sentence. Just one of those things. A chance meeting that grew into something important for the both of them.

Important, Chance, Grew

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.

Stars, Dancer, Infinite

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

Often the adult book is not for you, not yet, or will only be for you when you're ready. But sometimes you will read it anyway, and you will take from it whatever you can. Then, perhaps, you will come back to it when you're older, and you will find the book has changed because you have changed as well, and the book is wiser, or more foolish, because you are wiser or more foolish than you were as a child.

Children, Book, Adults

Sometimes life is hard. Things go wrong—in life and in love and in business and in friendship and in health and in all the other ways that life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do: make good art. . . . Someone on the internet thinks what you’re doing is stupid or evil or it’s all been done before: make good art. Probably things will work out somehow, eventually time will take the sting away, and it doesn’t even matter. Do what only you can do best: make good art.

Art, Stupid, Thinking

I suspect that most authors don't really want criticism, not even constructive criticism. They want straight-out, unabashed, unashamed, fulsome, informed, naked praise, arriving by the shipload every fifteen minutes or so.

Criticism, Arriving, Naked

I still love the book-ness of books, the smell of books: I am a book fetishist—books to me are the coolest and sexiest and most wonderful things there are.

Book, Smell, Wonderful

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