Black as night, sweet as sin.
NEIL GAIMANAnd did I pass?” The face of the old woman on my right was unreadable in the gathering dusk. On my left, the younger woman said, “You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.
More Neil Gaiman Quotes
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I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.
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Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody – no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside.
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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.
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You have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.
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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.
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Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing – only there is a winner.
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The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.
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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.
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Because,’ she said, ‘when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.
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I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.
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I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.
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Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters.
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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.
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A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…”Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that’s a question.
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And did I pass?” The face of the old woman on my right was unreadable in the gathering dusk. On my left, the younger woman said, “You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.
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