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Neil Gaiman Quotes - Page 36

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You don’t want to ask after the health of anyone, if you’re a funeral director. They think maybe you’re scouting for business.

You don’t want to ask after the health of anyone, if you’re a funeral director. They think maybe you’re scouting for business.

Thinking, Funeral, Directors

I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall.

Country, Dream, Past

That doesn't happen," she explained. "Stars fall. They don't go back up again." "You could be the first," he told her.

Stars, Fall, Firsts

Neil Gaiman “Neil Gaiman and Charles Vess' Stardust #4”, Vertigo

You know what the really scary thing about bad dreams? It's that something's going on in your head, and you can't control it. I mean, It's like there's these bad worlds inside you. But it's just you... it's like you're betraying yourself.

Dream, Mean, Scary

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear. Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

Wonder, Sandman, Yeah

It goes without saying that all of the people, living, dead, and otherwise, in this story are fictional or used in a fictional context. Only the gods are real.

Real, People, Stories

Neil Gaiman (2011). “American Gods: The Tenth Anniversary Edition: A Novel”, p.14, Harper Collins

One cannot begin a new dream without abandoning the last [one].

Dream, Lasts

There is a madness, yes, this is true. Few mortals possess it, the willingness to step away from the protection of sanity. To walk into the wild wood of madness...

Woods, Steps, Madness

I decided that I would do my best in the future not to write books just for money. If you didn't get the money then you didn't have anything. If I did the work I was proud of and I didn't get the money, at least I'd have the work.

Book, Writing, Proud

"Make Good Art". Book by Neil Gaiman, 2013.

Often you will discover that the harder you work, and the more wisely you work, the luckier you get. But there is luck, and it helps.

Luck, Helping, Harder

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

To be Despair. It is a portrait. Only close your eyes and feel.

Eye, Despair, Portraits

You hurt. It's okay. I hurt too. Hold my hand.

Hurt, Hands, Okay

They could not truly look dead, because they did not ever look alive.

Looks, Alive

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel”, p.20, Harper Collins

You were her way here, and it's a dangerous thing to be a door.

Doors, Way, Dangerous

Adults should not weep, I knew. They did not have mothers who would comfort them.

Mother, Adults, Comfort

Peas baffled me. I could not understand why grown-ups would take things that tasted so good raw, and then put them in tins, and make them revolting.

Tin, Baffled, Peas

Monsters come in all shapes and sizes, Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren't.

Long, People, Monsters

Does it make you feel big to make a little boy cry?

Boys, Doe, Littles

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane”, p.122, Hachette UK

I saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was, that the reality was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writhing with grubs and nightmares and hunger.

Life, Dark, Reality

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

As we age, we become our parents; live long enough and we see faces repeat in time.

Long, Parent, Age

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel”, p.10, Harper Collins

There was a table laid with jellies and trifles, with a party hat beside each place, and a birthday cake with seven candles on it in the center of the table. The cake had a book drawn on it, in icing. My mother, who had organized the party, told me that the lady at the bakery said that they had never put a book on a birthday cake before, and that mostly for boys it was footballs or spaceships. I was their first book.

Football, Mother, Party

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel”, p.12, Harper Collins

Doing fine, thank you, I would say, never knowing how to talk about what I do. If I could talk about it, I would not have to do it. I make art, sometimes I make true art, and sometimes it fills the empty places in my heart. Some of them. Not all.

Art, Knowing, Empty Places

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

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. "Life's not fair," said Ginnie, as if I had spoken aloud.

Trying, Needs, Alive

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.

Cutting, Goal, Balance

Neil Gaiman (2016). “The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction”, p.412, Hachette UK

I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children stories. They were better than that. They just were. Adult stories never made sense, and they were slow to start. They made me feel like there were secrets, Masonic, mythic secrets, to adulthood. Why didn't adults want to read about Narnia, about secret islands and smugglers and dangerous fairies?

Children, Islands, Secret

"The Ocean at the End of the Lane". Book by Neil Gaiman, June 18, 2013.

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