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Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.

Neil Gaiman

I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
NEIL GAIMAN

Carry Deep Hell Myself Philosophy Thinking
Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
NEIL GAIMAN

Be Yourself One Liner
When I was a child, adults would tell me not to make things up, warning me of what would happen if I did. As far as I can tell so far, it seems to involve lots of foreign travel and not having to get up too early in the morning.
NEIL GAIMAN

Children Morning Myself Philosophy Travel
It’s like the people who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.
NEIL GAIMAN

Believe Happiness Live People Yourself
He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.
NEIL GAIMAN

Deep Myself Run
Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, Leave no path untaken.
NEIL GAIMAN

Inspirational Life Pain Yourself
Because,’ she said, ‘when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.
NEIL GAIMAN

Bravery Herself Scare Yourself
Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing – only there is a winner.
NEIL GAIMAN

Kiss Win
An Angel who did not so much fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.
NEIL GAIMAN

Angel Fall
Adults follow paths. Children explore.
NEIL GAIMAN

Children Explore One Liner
To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.
NEIL GAIMAN

Absence Devil Friendship Lost Season
We owe it to each other to tell stories.
NEIL GAIMAN

One Liner Story Talk
Black as night, sweet as sin.
NEIL GAIMAN

Night One Liner Sin
People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.
NEIL GAIMAN

Deep Dream Hope Memories People Reality Thinking
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination.
NEIL GAIMAN

Darkness Friendship Heart Hurt Imagination Leaving Love
Rule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.
NEIL GAIMAN

Fight Library One Liner

Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.

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Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.

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