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To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

Neil Gaiman

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, you’re doing something.
NEIL GAIMAN

Hope Inspirational Mistake Myself
Nobody 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 GAIMAN

People Philosophy Reality True 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
Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
NEIL GAIMAN

Fly Inspirational Kill Wake Up
Several 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 GAIMAN

Fall In Love Herself Rain Stop Thinking Time Yourself
People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.
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Forget Impossible People Safety World
Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgot.
NEIL GAIMAN

Dream Endurance Forget True
Every hour wounds. The last one kills.
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Death Deep One Liner Wound
An Angel who did not so much fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.
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Angel Fall
Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing – only there is a winner.
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Kiss Win
The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.
NEIL GAIMAN

Philosophy See Sky World
I mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean, maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don’t want to be sane.
NEIL GAIMAN

Crazy Myself
We often confuse what we wish for with what is.
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Deep One Liner Philosophy
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.
NEIL GAIMAN

Dance Darkness Eyes Simplicity Sky Stars
I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.
NEIL GAIMAN

Greatness Happiness Missing Myself
Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.
NEIL GAIMAN

Death Reality Time

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

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