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People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Neil Gaiman
Inspiring, Dream, Memories

Memory is the great deceiver. Perhaps there are some individuals whose memories act like tape recordings, daily records of their lives complete in every detail, but I am not one of them. My memory is a patchwork of occurrences, of discontinuous events roughly sewn together: The parts I remember, I remember precisely, whilst other sections seemed to have vanished completely.

Neil Gaiman
Memories, Together, Events
"Smoke and Mirrors". Book by Neil Gaiman, October, 1998.

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.

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

All we have to believe with is our senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end.

Neil Gaiman
Love, Memories, Philosophy
"American Gods" by Neil Gaiman, (Ch. 6), 2001.

It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for, and she will leave you with nothing but mist and fog. She'll take your joy. And one day you'll wake and your heart and soul will have gone. A husk you'll be, a wisp you'll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten.

Neil Gaiman
Dream, Hurt, Memories

Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future.

Neil Gaiman
Dream, Memories, Son

The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.

Neil Gaiman
Memories, Heart, Names
Neil Gaiman (2012). “Coraline”, p.98, A&C Black

I told you I would tell you my names. This is what they call me. I'm called Glad-of-War, Grim, Raider, and Third. I am One-Eyed. I am called Highest, and True-Guesser. I am Grimnir, and I am the Hooded One. I am All-Father, and I am Gondlir Wand-Bearer. I have as many names as there are winds, as many titles as there are ways to die. My ravens are Huginn and Muninn, Thought and Memory; my wolves are Freki and Geri; my horse is the gallows.

Neil Gaiman
Horse, Memories, Father
"American Gods". Book by Neil Gaiman, 2001.

That's the trouble with living things. Don't last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And the memories fade and blend and smudge together.

Neil Gaiman
Life, Memories, Cat
Neil Gaiman (2013). “The Ocean at the End of the Lane”, p.48, Hachette UK

But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me.

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

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