The monsters in our cupboards and our minds are always there in the darkness, like mould beneath the floorboards and behind the wallpaper, and there is so much darkness, an inexhaustible supply of dar...
The heart is greater than the universe, for it can find pity in it for everything in the universe, and the universe itself can feel no pity. The heart is greater than a King, because a heart can know...
The Marquis sighed. I thought it was just a legend, he said. Like the alligators in the sewers of New York City.Old Bailey nodded, sagely: What, the big white buggers? They're down there. I had a frie...
That, said Wednesday, driving off, is the eternal folly of man. To be chasing after the sweet flesh, without realizing that it is simply a pretty cover for the bones. Worm food. At night, you're rubbi...
That doesn't happen, she explained. Stars fall. They don't go back up again. You could be the first, he told her.
Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.
Some things may change, said Wednesday, abruptly. People, however... People stay the same.
So what I want to know is why it is that I can no longer find you, in my mind. You are still there, just, but you are there like a ghost, a will o' the wisp. Not long ago you burned--your heart burned...
So the day became one of waiting, which was, he knew, a sin: moments were to be experienced; waiting was a sin against both the time that was still to come and the moments one was currently disregardi...
Remember your name. Do not lose hope—what you seek will be found.Trust ghosts. Trust those that you have helped to help you in their turn.Trust dreamsTrust your heart, and trust your story.[…]Do not f...
Names. Names. The old woman squinted, then she shook her head. She was herself, and the name she had been born with had been eaten by time and lack of use.
Mr. Vandemar showed them his teeth, demonstrating his sunny and delightful disposition. It was unquestionably the most horrible thing Richard had ever seen.
It is easy to pretend that nobody can change anything, that society is huge and the individual is less than nothing. But the truth is individuals make the future, and they do it by imagining that thin...
Islington smiled superciliously. Lucifer? It said. Lucifer was an idiot. It wound up lord and master of nothing at all. The marquis grinned. And you wound up lord and master of two thugs and a roomful...
Is there any person in the world who does not dream? Who does not contain within them worlds unimagined?
If you have something specific and visible to fear, rather than something that could be anything, it is easier.
If not for Death, they'd be content to simply exist, but with Death, well, their lives will have meaning.
I'm not blessed, or merciful. I'm just me. I've got a job to do, and I do it. Listen: even as we're talking, I'm there for old and young, innocent and guilty, those who die together and those who die...
I'm a stranger, pointed out Bod.You're not, she said, definitely. You're a little boy. And then she said, And you're my friend. So you can't be a stranger.
I was sad that nobody had come to my birthday party, but happy that I had a Batman figure, and there was a birthday present waiting to be read, a boxed set of the Narnia books, which I took upstairs....