“Shadow crawled across the floor to the yellow foam-rubber pad and climbed onto it, pulling the thin blanket over himself, and closed… — 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… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“as long as your words which are people which are days which are my life, as long as your words survive, then… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“It was sometimes said that the grey-and-black mountain range which ran like a spine north to south down that part of Faerie… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It's a given that we exist in a world where we have to live in continuity every day; no one is immune… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I learned to write by writing. I tended to do anything as long as it felt like an adventure, and to stop… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“How can you be happy in this world? You have a hole in your heart. You have a gateway inside you to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I believe [...] that while all human life is sacred there’s nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Newton Pulsifer had never...as far as he knew, ever believed in anything. It had been embarrassing, because he quite wanted to believe… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“How can you be happy in this world? You have a hole in your heart. You have a gateway inside you to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I don't think immediate tragedy is a very good source of art. It can be, but too often it's raw and painful… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Bod said, 'I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“But between now and then, there was Life; and Bod walked into it with his eyes and his heart wide open.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Richard wrote a diary entry in his head. Dear Diary, he began. On Friday I had a job, a fiancée, a home,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The future had suddenly become unknowable: anything could happen: the train of my life had jumped the rails and headed off across… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It is astonishing just how much of what we are can be tied to the beds we wake up in in the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
That's the trouble with living things. Don't last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
If I could talk about it, I would not have to do it. I make art, sometimes I make true art, and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Delirium: You use that word so much. Responsibilities. Do you ever think about what that means? I mean, what does it mean… — 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
