“Delirium: Um. What’s the name of the word for things not being the same always. You know. I’m sure there is one.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Even in dreams and in death, a monk and a fox are from different worlds, as they were in life, and in… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
But he did not understand the price. Mortals never do. They only see the prize. Their hearts desire, their dream....But the price… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“The one thing you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Recounting the strange is like telling one's dreams: one can communicate the events of a dream, but not the emotional content, the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Once I dreamed I kept a perfect little bed and breakfast by the seaside, and to everyone who came to stay with… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“So go my little love. Touch the world. Eat their hearts and poison their dreams. Rip their nightmares into the daylight and… — 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
“He heard long ago, in a dream, that one day in every century Death takes on mortal flesh, better to comprehend what… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Quite remarkable. An associative house, every room of which is located somewhere else. So imaginative. Your grandfather was a man of vision,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“And all the weird shit tumbles into perspective. It doesn't matter and it isn't real. No miracles. No magic. No dreams. Just… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Songs remain. They last...A song can last long after the events and the people in it are dust and dreams and gone.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“DEATH: "Mostly they aren't too keen to see me. They fear the sunless lands. But they enter your realm each night without… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“What are you?” he asked. “What are you people?” She yawned, showing a perfect, dark-pink tongue. “Think of us as symbols—we’re the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I only have two kinds of dreams: the bad and the terrible. Bad dreams I can cope with. They're just nightmares, and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
In my dream, it was the tongue of what is, and anything spoken in it becomes real, because nothing said in that… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“[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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“They were spells, spelled with words to make worlds, waiting for me, in the pages of books.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Finish what you're writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
