Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.
NEIL GAIMANAll your questions can be answered if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.
More Neil Gaiman Quotes
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I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
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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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What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?
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Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.
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Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
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I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.
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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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But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?
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Because,’ she said, ‘when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.
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You have a good heart. Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it’s not.
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I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean, maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don’t want to be sane.
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Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.
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Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.
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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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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.
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