I 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 GAIMANEverybody 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.
More Neil Gaiman Quotes
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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.
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Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
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I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.
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I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.
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But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?
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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.
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Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.
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Even nothing can last forever.
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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.
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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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Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.
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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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Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.
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We owe it to each other to tell stories.
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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.
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