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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

Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing – only there is a winner.
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Kiss Win
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.
NEIL GAIMAN

Philosophy Secret World
Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.
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Death Deep Life
Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.
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Animal Believe Deserve
I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.
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Greatness Happiness Missing Myself
I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.
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Children Fantasy Myself Mystery Story
Oh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.
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Deep Scared
He had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once.
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Deep Myself Run
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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Enough Goodness Heart Safety Yourself
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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Darkness Friendship Heart Hurt Imagination Leaving Love
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.
NEIL GAIMAN

Believe Happiness Live People Yourself
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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Crazy Myself
Every hour wounds. The last one kills.
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Death Deep One Liner Wound
Words save our lives, sometimes.
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Live One Liner Save Word
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.
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People Philosophy Reality True Yourself
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.
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Fall In Love Herself Rain Stop Thinking Time Yourself

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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