“But between now and then, there was Life; and Bod walked into it with his eyes and his heart wide open.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Here you go, she said. I don't need it anymore. I'm very grateful. I think it may have saved my life, saved… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is? — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Living and seizing to live are imaginary solutions. Existence lies elsewhere.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you do things you regret, but there's nothing you can do about them. Times change. Doors close behind you. You move… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“We who make stories know that we tell lies for a living. But they are good lies that say true things.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Truly, life is wasted on the living, Nobody Owens. For one of us is too foolish to live, and it is not… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It's not irrelevant, those moments of connection, those places where fiction saves your life. It's the most important thing there is. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
If it's true that every seven years each cell in your body dies and is replaced, then I have truly inherited my… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
That's the trouble with you young people. You think because you ain't been here long, you know everything. In my life I… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I learned to write by writing. I tended to do anything as long as it felt like an adventure, and to stop… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
When writing a novel, that's pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Then, one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...you give them a piece of you.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Old but contented, the face of a man who had sipped life’s vinegar and found it, by and large, to be mostly… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“That’s what you were trying to say, isn’t it? I mean, I think … mostly we’re too busy living to stop and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I tended to do anything as long as it felt like an adventure, and to stop when it felt like work. Which… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“There are clouds between us and them," pointed out Isten of the Hungarians. He had a fine black mustache, a large, dusty… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“It was sometimes said that the grey-and-black mountain range which ran like a spine north to south down that part of Faerie… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
A flash of resentment. It's hard enough being alive, trying to survive in the world and find your place in it, to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Fiction does something unique in that it takes us out of our heads and puts us into other people's heads. And I… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It doth not hurt", whispered a faint voice, "She will take you life and all you are and all you care'st for,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Gradually he realized that the Tube map was a handy fiction that made life easier but bore no resemblance to the reality… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“When we consider that each of us has only one life to live, isn’t it rather tragic to find men and women,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Newton Pulsifer had never...as far as he knew, ever believed in anything. It had been embarrassing, because he quite wanted to believe… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I," she told him, "can believe anything. You have no idea what I can believe." "Really?" "I can believe things that are… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I can believe that things are true and I can believe things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Delirium: You use that word so much. Responsibilities. Do you ever think about what that means? I mean, what does it mean… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I don't think immediate tragedy is a very good source of art. It can be, but too often it's raw and painful… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Each of the dancers took a partner, the living with the dead, each to each. Bod reached out his hand and found… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“People talk about books that write themselves, and it's a lie. Books don't write themselves. It takes thought and research and a backache and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“Like all sentient beings, Fat Charlie had a weirdness quotient. For some days the needle had been over in the red, occasionally banging jerkily… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“Shadow crawled across the floor to the yellow foam-rubber pad and climbed onto it, pulling the thin blanket over himself, and closed his eyes,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“[T]hey could not help being amused every time another little human believed itself the center of its world, as each of us does.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
You need more than a beginning if you're going to start a book. If all you have is a beginning, then once you've written… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
You can tell the date of an old science fiction novel by every word on the page. Nothing dates harder and faster and more… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“They were spells, spelled with words to make worlds, waiting for me, in the pages of books.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
Finish what you're writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“What," asked Mr Croup, "do you want?" "What," asked the Marquis de Carabas, a little more rhetorically, "does anyone want?" "Dead things," suggested Mr… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
You get on with your own life. Lettie gave it to you. You just have to grow up and try and be worth it. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share
“Eyes will not see you. Minds will not hold you. Where you are is nothing and nobody” — neil Gaiman Copy Share
