For me, closing libraries is the equivalent of eating your seed corn to save a little money. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Everything here is so weak, little girl. Everything breaks so easily. They want such simple things. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Anyone who calls you "little lady" has already excluded you from the set of people worth listening to. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubble in amber. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I guess it's just another one of life's little mysteries." "I'm tired of mysteries." "Yeah? I think they add a kind of… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I'm a stranger," pointed out Bod. "You're not," she said, definitely. "You're a little boy." And then she said, "And you're my… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
How old are you?" asked Door. Richard was pleased she had asked; he would never have dared. "As old as my tongue,"… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Every now and then I'll do little things, a short story or something, that doesn't have any fantastical elements, but mostly I… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
They believe themselves Lucifer's equals, Cain, all these pitiful little gnats. But there is only one that we have ever owned to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
This little piggy went to Hades This little piggy stayed home This little piggy ate raw and steaming human flesh This little… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Sleep my little baby-oh Sleep until you waken When you wake you'll see the world If I'm not mistaken... Kiss a lover… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Love isn't quite desire... Love is probably a little bit in The Sandman's domain. Love is partly a dream, it's partly to… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
He..." Richard began. "The marquis. Well, you know, to be honest, he seems a little bit dodgy to me." Door stopped. The… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
When you reach the little house, the place your journey started, you will recognize it, although it will seem much smaller than… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubbles in amber,” she explained.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It is said that scattered through Despair's domain are a multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You wouldn't die in here, nothing ever dies in here, but if you stayed here for too long, after a while just… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Imagine a mosaic picture of a house in the country: lots of red and blue and yellow and black and brown and… — 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
Suppose we pick a name for him, eh?" Caius Pompeius stepped over and eyed the child. "He looks a little like my… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
"Only write what you know" is very good advice. I do my best to stick to it. I wrote about gods and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There was something about being in the vicinity of Grahame Coats that always made Fat Charlie (a) speak in cliches and (b)… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn't that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I watched my life as if it were happening to someone else. My son died. And I was hurt, but I watched… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Nothing [the demon] could think up was half as bad as the stuff [people] thought up themselves. They seemed to have a… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire days sitting… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It is said that scattered through Despair's domain are a multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Everything he had ever done that had been better left undone. Every lie he had told — told to himself, or told… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The cat dropped the rat between its two front paws. "There are those," it said with a sigh, in tones as smooth… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
It always felt like the price of being a writer was that you would - even in the most terrible moments, there… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I'm more or less happily writing Chapter Six of The Graveyard Book. I say more or less as I'm at that place… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I finally made friends with my father when I entered my twenties. We had so little in common when I was a… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
They were kissing. Put like that, and you could be forgiven for presuming that this was a normal kiss, all lips and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You know the best thing about aeroplanes? Apart from the peanuts in little silver bags, I mean. It's looking out of the… — 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