In many ways, it was much, much harder to get the first book contract. The hardest thing probably overall has been learning not to trust people, publicists and so forth, implicitly.
Great, big, serious novels always get awards. If it's a battle between a great, big, serious novel and a funny novel, the funny novel is doomed.
So the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund is out there preserving and fighting for, and sometimes winning and sometimes losing, the fight for First Amendment rights in comics and, more generally, for freed...
When you die, they can make you into diamonds now. It’s scientific. That’s how I want to be remembered. I want to shine.
What do stars do? They shine.
We do not always remember the things that do no credit to us. We justify them, cover them in bright lies or with the thick dust of forgetfulness.Gaiman, Neil
Too soon, the sun will rise.
Spoons are excellent. Sort of like forks, only not as stabby.
She wondered how she would feel to be a married woman. It would be the end of her life, she decided, if life was a time of choices.
Ride the silver fish; you will not drown
My parents had told me that I would not really die, not the real me: that nobody really died, when they died; that my kitten and the opal miner had just taken new bodies and would be back again, soon...
It is going to take more than just a couple of good-hearted souls to raise this child. It will take a graveyard.
It is always easier to be afraid of something you cannot see.
It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.
If you can fake sincerity, you’ve got it made.
I know a charm that can cure pain and sickness, and lift the grief from the heart of the grieving.I know a charm that will heal with a touch.I know a charm that will turn aside the weapons of an enemy...
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?
I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.
He sighed. It was a long sigh, weary and worldly-wise. The kind of sigh you could picture God heaving after six days of hard work and looking forward to some serious cosmic R&R, only to be handed a re...
Each of the dancers took a partner, the living with the dead, each to each. Bod reached out his hand and found himself touching fingers with, and gazing into the grey eyes of, the lady in the cobweb d...