I tweet, therefore my entire life has shrunk to 140 character chunks of instant event and predigested gnomic wisdom. And swearing. — 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
Here you go, she said. I don't need it anymore. I'm very grateful. I think it may have saved my life, saved… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Living and seizing to live are imaginary solutions. Existence lies elsewhere.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you do things you regret, but there's nothing you can do about them. Times change. Doors close behind you. You move… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is? — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Truly, life is wasted on the living, Nobody Owens. For one of us is too foolish to live, and it is not… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“We who make stories know that we tell lies for a living. But they are good lies that say true things.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Furthermore, it goes without saying that all of the people, living, dead and otherwise in this story are fictional or used in… — 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
If it's true that every seven years each cell in your body dies and is replaced, then I have truly inherited my… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
That's the trouble with you young people. You think because you ain't been here long, you know everything. In my life I… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
When writing a novel, that's pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Then, one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...you give them a piece of you.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Old but contented, the face of a man who had sipped life’s vinegar and found it, by and large, to be mostly… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“What you have to remember,” said Mr. Ibis, testily, “is that life and death are different sides of the same coin. Like… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I was a normal child. Which is to say, I was selfish and I was not entirely convinced of the existence of… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The main rule of writing is that if you do it with enough assurance and confidence, you’re allowed to do whatever you… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“You are the nearest thing I have to life. You are the only thing I have left, the only thing that isn’t… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“The shape does not change. There was a human being who was born, lived, and then, by some means or another, died.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“This is my body, he said, two thousand years ago. This is my blood. It was the only religion that delivered exactly… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I had forgotten what fiction was to me as a boy, forgotten what it was like in the library: fiction was an… — 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
“It is a small world. You do not have to live in it particularly long to learn that for yourself. There is… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Each of the dancers took a partner, the living with the dead, each to each. Bod reached out his hand and found… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Whatever happened to me in my life, happened to me as a writer of plays. I'd fall in love, or fall in… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“If you sit down and think about it sensibly , you come up with some very funny ideas. Like: why make people… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“I can believe that things are true and I can believe things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody… — 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
