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.
NEIL GAIMANA 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.
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.
NEIL GAIMANWhat do stars do? They shine.
NEIL GAIMANNobody looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.
NEIL GAIMANBeing 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 GAIMANYou get what anybody gets – you get a lifetime.
NEIL GAIMANBooks were safer than other people anyway.
NEIL GAIMANSometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
NEIL GAIMANI don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted just like that, and it didn’t mean anything? What then?
NEIL GAIMANWords save our lives, sometimes.
NEIL GAIMANRule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.
NEIL GAIMANA book is a dream that you hold in your hands.
NEIL GAIMANBlack as night, sweet as sin.
NEIL GAIMANWhat power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?
NEIL GAIMANSeveral years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. Whenever it rains you will think of her.
NEIL GAIMANYou don’t have to stay anywhere forever.
NEIL GAIMAN