You don’t discourage children from reading because you feel they are reading the wrong thing. Fiction you do not like is the gateway drug to other books you may prefer them to read. And not everyone h...
You don't pass or fail at being a person, dear.
You can indeed become lost, in dreams. And you may not always find yourself when you wake up.
You are alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything. If you change the world, the world will change.
Yesterday, all this was snow. Always winter, and never Christmas.
When most people said I'm psychic, you see, they meant I have an overactive but unoriginal imagination/wear black nail varnish/talk to my budgie; when Anathema said it, it sounded as though she was ad...
When angels go bad, Richard, they go worse than anyone. Remember, Lucifer used to be an angel.
What we read as adults should be read, I think, with no warnings or alerts beyond, perhaps: enter at your own risk.
Wednesday was talking to him. I’m sorry? said Shadow. I said we’re here, said Wednesday. You were somewhere else.
We win some, but we lose many. We lose a lot. We lose our friends and we lose our family. In the end we lose everything. No matter who's with us, we always die alone. When you fight your battles, what...
We weren't arguing, said the bear. Because we can't talk. Then it said, Oops.
Time is fluid here', said the Demon.
This is crazy', said Shadow.Like the rest of your life is sane? Give me a fucking break.
There was a birthday present waiting to be read, a boxed set of the Narnia books, which I took upstairs. I lay on the bed and lost myself in the stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other peop...
There is nothing down here,' said the pale thing indistinctly. 'Nothing but dust and damp and forgetting.
There are some dogs which, when you meet them, remind you that, despite thousands of years of man-made evolution, every dog is still only two meals away from being a wolf. These dogs advance deliberat...
There are doors, after all, between the living and the dead, and they swing in both directions.
There are choices, she thought, when she had sat long enough. There are always choices.
The world is always ending for someone. It’s a good line. I give it to the father of the child. He says it to his wife. ‘The world is always ending for someone,’ he says. She is trying to quieten the...
The war had begun and nobody saw it. The storm was lowering and nobody knew it.