So you used to know everything?" She wrinkled her nose. "Everybody did. I told you. It's nothing special, knowing how things work.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Few of us have seen the stars as folk saw them then - our cities and towns cast too much light into… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Now there were stars overhead, hanging like frozen spears of light, stabbing the night sky.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You can take for granted that people know more or less what a street, a shop, a beach, a sky, an oak… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
They kissed for the first time then in the cold spring rain, though neither one of them now knew that it was… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“There was a skyness to the sky and a nowness to the world that he had never seen or felt or realized… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
So, having found a lady, could you not have come to her aid, or left her alone? Why drag her into your… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Hasn't there always been a moon?" "Bless you. Not in the slightest. I remember the day the moon came. We looked up… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I don't necessarily think stories have functions any more than diamonds have functions, or the sky has a function... Stories exist. They… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
There was no moon but the night sky was a riot of crisp and glittering autumn stars. There were streetlights too and… — 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