Never trust a demon. He has a hundred motives for anything he does ... Ninety-nine of them, at least, are malevolent. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It stared at them, and it paused for a hundred years, which transpired in a dozen heart beats. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
We are always living in the final days. What have you got? A hundred years or much, much less until the end… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I could be blindfolded and dropped into the deepest ocean and I would know where to find you. I could be buried… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Writing, and especially writing a novel, where you get to sit in a room by yourself with either a pen and a… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Of course you don't believe in fairies. You're fifteen. You think I believed in fairies at fifteen? Took me until I was… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It would have been hard for Fat Charlie to say exactly when the accumulation of birds on the wire mesh moved from… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It’s not that they’re small, the fair folk. Especially not the queen of them all, Mab of the flashing eyes and the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name? Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks. The Doctor: But what do I… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I don't believe in "writer's block". I try and deal with getting stuck by having more than one thing to work on… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Richard wrote a mental diary in his head. Dear Diary, he began. On Friday I had a job, a fiance, a home,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
In reality the world is made of thousands of groups of about five hundred people, all of whom will spend their lives… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I like comic conventions. I genuinely like comic conventions. I like wandering around from table to table; I like wandering up and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Be proud of your mistakes. Well, proud may not be exactly the right word, but respect them, treasure them, be kind to… — 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