“Which way would you walk—the way of hard truths or the way of fine lies?” “Truths,” he said. “I’ve come too far… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Right," said Fat Charlie conversationally. "You realize, of course, that this means war." It was the traditional war cry of a rabbit… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Why . . . why did some people think you were dead?” The marquis looked at Richard with eyes that had seen… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Somehow, this was one oddity too many. He could accept "Mind the Gap" and the Earl's Court, and even the strange library.… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“We were expecting to see you at the market." "Yes. Well. Some people thought I was dead. I was forced to keep… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“But neither path is safe. Which way would you walk—the way of hard truths or the way of fine lies?” Shadow hesitated.… — 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
