Neil Gaiman Quotes

The Marquis had known whom he had wanted not to be, when he was a boy. He had definitely not wanted to be like Peregrine. He had not wanted to be like anyone at all. He had, instead, wanted to be eleg...

The gods we prayed to when we were young used up their time so long ago. They cannot answer anymore.They never liked us, did they?Gods don't like. They love, they hate, they ignore...

The marquis stared at Richard, openly amused. What a refreshing mind you have, young man, he said. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?

The moonlight was enough. It would do.

The paradigms were shifting. He could feel it. The old world, a world of infinite vastness and illimitable resources and future, was being confronted by something else—a web of energy, of opinions, of...

The really dangerous people believe that they are doing whatever they are doing solely and only because it is without question the right thing to do. And that is what makes them dangerous.

The really important thing to be was yourself, just as hard as you could.

The right song can turn an emperor into a laughingstock, can bring down dynasties.

The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world.

The wise man knows when to keep silent. Only the fool tells all he knows.

The world is not ending. Not if, as Astounding Science Fiction used to suggest, humans are bright enough to think our way out of the problems we think ourselves into. I

The young woman was crying, in the way that grownups cry, keeping it inside as much as they can, and hating it when it still pushes out at the edges, making them ugly and funny-looking on the way.

There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

There are some as are what they are. And there are some as aren't what they seem to be. And there are some as only seem to be what they seem to be.

There was a hysteria in there, certainly, but there was also the exhaustion of someone who had managed, somehow, to believe several dozen impossible things in the last twenty-four hours, without ever...

There was a tale he had read once, long ago, as a small boy: the story of a traveler who had slipped down a cliff, with man-eating tigers above him and a lethal fall below him, who managed to stop his...

There were people you could hug, and then there was Silas.

We have an obligation to read aloud to our children. To read them things they enjoy. To read to them stories we are already tired of. To do the voices, to make it interesting, and not to stop reading...

We have to get the... the thing I got... to the Angel. And then he'll tell Door about her family, and he'll tell me how to get home. Lamia looked at Hunter with delight. And he can give you brains, sh...