May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful.
NEIL GAIMANThere are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
More Neil Gaiman Quotes
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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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There’s none so blind as those who will not listen.
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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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Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.
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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 not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it’s yours, and then be willing to let it go.
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This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard.
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Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
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She says nothing at all but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
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You have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.
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Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.
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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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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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Oh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.
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Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.
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