Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
NEIL GAIMANFairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
NEIL GAIMANI believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.
NEIL GAIMANOh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.
NEIL GAIMANIt’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 GAIMANYou can’t trust other people. If it’s important, you have to do it yourself.
NEIL GAIMANI hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, you’re doing something.
NEIL GAIMANWhen 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 GAIMANWhat do stars do? They shine.
NEIL GAIMANAdults follow paths. Children explore.
NEIL GAIMANI can believe things that are true and things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not.
NEIL GAIMANI went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.
NEIL GAIMANGoogle can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.
NEIL GAIMANI think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
NEIL GAIMANAdventures are all very well in their place, but there’s a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.
NEIL GAIMANI think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend.
NEIL GAIMANThere 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.
NEIL GAIMAN