Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future...
The next morning he boarded the train for the six-hour journey south that would bring him to the strange gothic spires and arches of St. Pancras Station. His mother gave him a small walnut cake that s...
Realmente no lo entiendes, ¿verdad?. No quiero tener todo lo que deseo. Nadie lo quiere, no de verdad. ¿Dónde estaría la gracia si tuviese todo lo que quiero?
The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.
Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world.
Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your...
Richard paused for a moment. If ever, he decided, they made disorganization an Olympic sport, he could be disorganized for Britain.
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...
Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.
The head of the sledgehammer was cold, icy cold, and it touched his forehead as gently as a kiss. 'Pock! There,' said Czernobog. 'Is done.' There was a smile on his face that Shadow had never seen bef...
Hemos sido inevitablemente retenidos por el mundo. Cuenta con volver a vernos cuando nos veas.
You know how is it when you love someone? And the hard part, the bad part, the Jerry Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone. There's always a piece of them in your heart.
Sempre quis saber o que aconteceu com as crianças depois que voaram para longe...
Start telling the stories that only you can tell, because there’ll always be better writers than you and there’ll always be smarter writers than you. There will always be people who are much better at...
Stories are made up by people who make them up. If they work, they get retold. There's the magic of it.
THE DAY THE SAUCERS CAMEThat day, the saucer day the zombie dayThe Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds cameAnd snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the dayAll plants died, plastics d...
That's the joy of a harlequinade, after all, isn't it? We change our costumes. We change our roles.
Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.
Somewhere in the night, someone was writing.
Some hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot o...
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