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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.

Neil Gaiman

Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.
NEIL GAIMAN

Death Reality Time
You’re always you, and that doesn’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
NEIL GAIMAN

Change Philosophy Self Love Yourself
If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.
NEIL GAIMAN

Courage Gain Inspirational Yourself
Adventures are all very well in their place, but there’s a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.
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Adventure Freedom. Pain Place
I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.
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Book Live Myself One Liner
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
NEIL GAIMAN

Deep Heart Love Vulnerable Yourself
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
NEIL GAIMAN

Inspirational One Liner Scare
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
NEIL GAIMAN

Alive Believe Deep Enjoyment Game Life Myself
You have a good heart. Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it’s not.
NEIL GAIMAN

Enough Goodness Heart Safety Yourself
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 GAIMAN

Deep Human Philosophy Stars
Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters.
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Goodness Hell Writing
Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.
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Animal Believe Deserve
I 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 GAIMAN

Friendship Love Myself Thinking
I 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 GAIMAN

Believe Myself Philosophy True
The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.
NEIL GAIMAN

Home Spiritual
Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, Leave no path untaken.
NEIL GAIMAN

Inspirational Life Pain Yourself
You get what anybody gets – you get a lifetime.
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Inspirational Life One Liner Yourself
Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end.
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End Ideas Kill People
Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.
NEIL GAIMAN

Book Fantasy Man Naked
What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?
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Deep Dream Heaven Hell Philosophy Power Spiritual
I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.
NEIL GAIMAN

Children Fantasy Myself Mystery Story
Not only are there no happy endings,’ she told him, ‘there aren’t even any endings.
NEIL GAIMAN

Deep End Happiness Philosophy
Only the phoenix rises and does not descend. And everything changes. And nothing is truly lost.
NEIL GAIMAN

Change Lost Rise True
Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.
NEIL GAIMAN

Heart Love Lover Mad
Rule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.
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Fight Library One Liner
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.
NEIL GAIMAN

Failure Person Philosophy Right Woman
Even nothing can last forever.
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Forever Philosophy

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