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Neil Gaiman Quotes - Page 38

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I've learned over the years that everything is more or less the same amount of work, so you may as well set your sights high and try and do something really cool.

I've learned over the years that everything is more or less the same amount of work, so you may as well set your sights high and try and do something really cool.

Sight, Years, Trying

There are stories you build and there are stories you construct; then there are the stories that you hack out of rock removing all the things that are not the story.

Rocks, Stories, Constructs

Neil Gaiman (2015). “Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances”, p.8, Harper Collins

If you don't know it's impossible it's easier to do.

Impossible, Easier, Knows

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

You don't get heaven or hell. Do you know the only reward you get for being Batman? You get to be Batman.

Heaven, Rewards, Hell

It's quiet. No cars. No birds. Nothing.' 'No radio waves,' said the Doctor. 'Not even Radio Four.' 'You can hear radio waves?' 'Of course not. Nobody can hear radio waves,' he said unconvincingly.

Doctors, Radio Waves, Car

She's not dead. You didn't kill her, nor did the hunger birds, although they did their best to get to you through her. She's been given her ocean. One day, in its own time, the ocean will give her back.I thought of corpses and of skeletons with pearls for eyes. I thought of mermaids with tails that flicked when they moved, like my goldfishes' tails had flicked before my goldfish had stopped moving, to lie, belly up, like Lettie, on the top of the water. I said, 'Will she be the same?

Lying, Ocean, Moving

You mourn, for it is proper to mourn. But your grief serves you; you do not become a slave to grief. You bid the dead farewell, and you continue.

Philosophy, Grief, Farewell

Read the books you love, tell people about authors you like, and don’t worry about it.

Book, People, Worry

I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.

Childhood, Missing, Way

Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane”, p.132, Hachette UK

I started writing when I was about 20, 21 maybe.

Writing, Outkast

Interview with Byron Merritt, www.sffworld.com. October 12, 2006.

The search for the word gets no easier but nobody else is going to write your novel for you.

Writing, Easier, Novel

One word after another. That's the only way that novels get written and, short of elves coming in the night and turning your jumbled notes into Chapter Nine, it's the only way to do it. So keep on keeping on. Write another word and then another.

Writing, Night, Nine

I love writing in longhand. Writing in longhand, I think, is a marvelous thing to do for a writer these days. If you have a notebook and a nice pen you can go off somewhere, you can write that's solar powered. You can drop it or get it wet and pretty much all of your work will continue to be there. If you suddenly decide to look up a word or check a reference you will not look up four hours later, blinking, finding yourself somehow in the middle of an Ebay auction you never had any plans to be part of.

Notebook, Nice, Writing

The best thing about writing fiction is that moment where the story catches fire and comes to life on the page, and suddenly it all makes sense and you know what it's about and why you're doing it and what these people are saying and doing, and you get to feel like both the creator and the audience. Everything is suddenly both obvious and surprising ("but of course that's why he was doing that, and that means that...") and it's magic and wonderful and strange.

Mean, Writing, Fire

"Why Write?" by Neil Gaiman, journal.neilgaiman.com. October 15, 2007.

On the whole, anything that gets you writing and keeps you writing is a good thing. Anything that stops you writing is a bad thing.

Writing, Good Things, Whole

It's an America with strange mythic depths. I see it as a distorting mirror; a book of danger and secrets, of romance and magic. It's about the soul of America, really. What people brought to America; what found them when they came; and the things that lie sleeping beneath it all.

Lying, Book, Sleep

You can tell the date of an old science fiction novel by every word on the page. Nothing dates harder and faster and more strangely than the future.

Future, Fiction Novels, Pages

Neil Gaiman (2002). “Adventures in the Dream Trade”, N E S F A Press

I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars.

Stars, Lying, Believe

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

I was always aware, reading Chesterton, that there was someone writing this who rejoiced in words, who deployed them on the page as an artist deploys his paints upon his palette. Behind every Chesterton sentence there was someone painting with words, and it seemed to me that at the end of any particularly good sentence or any perfectly-put paradox, you could hear the author, somewhere behind the scenes, giggling with delight.

Reading, Writing, Artist

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

When I was 7, my proudest possession would have been my bookshelf - 'cause I'd alphabetized all of the books on my bookshelf.

Book, Causes, Possession

"Gaiman's New 'Ocean' Is No Kiddie Pool". "Weekend Edition" with Scott Simon, www.npr.org. June 15, 2013.

Writers may be solitary but they also tend to flock together: they like being solitary together.

Solitude, Together, May

Interview with Linda L. Richards, januarymagazine.com. August 2001.

There are some dogs which, when you meet them, remind you that, despite thousands of years of manmade evolution, every dog is still only two meals away from being a wolf.

Dog, Years, Two

"Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch". Book by Neil Gaiman, May 1, 1990.

Las Vegas has become a child's picture-book dream of a city -- here a storybook castle, there a sphinx-flanked black pyramid beaming white light into the darkness as a landing beam for UFOs, and everywhere neon oracles and twisting screens predict happiness and good fortune, announce singers and comedians and magicians in residence or on their way, and the lights always flash and beckon and call.

Dream, Children, Book

Neil Gaiman (2011). “American Gods”, p.187, Hachette UK

Lives are snowflakes - unique in detail, forming patterns we have seen before, but as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked at peas in a pod? I mean, really looked at them? There's not a chance you'd mistake one for another, after a minute's close inspection.)

Life, Mistake, Mean

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

You can't make me love you.

Love, Love You, Coraline

Neil Gaiman (2012). “Coraline”, p.91, A&C Black

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