“And now it was three o'clock. The Antichrist had been on Earth for fifteen hours, and one angel and one demon had… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Fuck you," said Czernobog. "Fuck you and fuck your mother and fuck the fucking horse you fucking rode in on. You will… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I tend to think of fear and humour as very, very close together. And to be honest I think pornography completes the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Rubbish!" screamed a fat, elderly woman, in Richard's ear, as he passed her malodorous stall. "Junk!" She continued. "Garbage! Trash! Offal! Debris!… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Hold fast," he called. "Tell me your names, and your stations." "I am the Lady Door," said Door. "I am Portico's daughter,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are." The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“He tugged on an imaginary rope,somewhere on the level of his ear, and then jerked his neck to one side, tongue protruding,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Fat Charlie wondered what Rosie’s mother would usually hear in a church. Probably just cries of “Back! Foul beast of Hell!” followed… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Sable sauntered in to the Burger Lord. It was exactly like every other Burger Lord in America. [But not like every other… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Nonsense. Hardly touched a drop. That much.” She held out two fingers to show how tiny an amount “that much” was. “Just… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“dark light. [Not actually an oxymoron. It's the color past ultra-violet. The technical term for it is infrablack. It can be seen… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I only met Mad Sweeney twice, alive," he said. "The first time I thought he was a world-class jerk with the devil… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
One of the great things about humor is, you can slip things past people with humor, you can use it as a… — 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
“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 Image
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 Image
“Eyes will not see you. Minds will not hold you. Where you are is nothing and nobody” — neil Gaiman Copy Share Image