It doesn't matter that I can't remember the details any longer: death happened to her. Death happens to all of us. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Everything in journalism is about the detail that makes the whole, the attempts to reproduce speech patterns while not actually quoting the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The biggest pitfall to avoid is not writing. Not writing is really, really easy to do, especially if you're a young writer.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It's like one of those dreams that changes you. You keep some of the dream forever, and you know things down deep… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Memory is the great deceiver. Perhaps there are some individuals whose memories act like tape recordings, daily records of their lives complete… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Dinner was wonderful. There was a joint of beef, with roast potatoes, golden-crisp on the outside and soft and white inside, buttered… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Everything he had ever done that had been better left undone. Every lie he had told — told to himself, or told… — 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
