“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
I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I want to go home. Then he mentally underlined the last sentence three times, rewrote it in huge letters in red ink,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I have always felt that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats the last sanctuary of the terminally… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Birds are the last of the dinosaurs. Tiny velociraptors with wings. Devouring defenseless wiggly things and, and nuts, and fish, and, and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
When the first living thing existed, I was there waiting. When the last living thing dies, my job will be finished. I'll… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I think you're doing better than you were the last time we saw you. You're growing a new heart, for a start. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“There was hysteria in there, certainly, but there was also the exhaustion of someone who had managed, somehow, to believe several dozen… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Death’s a funny thing. I used to think it was a big, sudden thing, like a huge owl that would swoop down… — 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
Most of what I want to try to do is continue to go places with fiction that I've never gone before, and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Touched by her fingers, the two surviving chocolate people copulate desperately, losing themselves in a melting frenzy of lust, spending the last… — 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