Neil Gaiman, fully Neil Richard Gaiman

Neil
Gaiman, fully Neil Richard Gaiman
1960

English Author of Short Fiction, Novels, Comic Books, Graphic Novels, Audio Theatre and Films. Notable works include the comic book series, 'The Sandman' and novels including 'Stardust', 'American Gods', 'Coraline' and 'The Graveyard Book'. Winner of the Newbery Medal and Carnegie Medal in Literature

Author Quotes

Whatever it takes to finish things, finish. You will learn more from a glorious failure than you ever will from something you never finished.

Whatever's happening, she said, eventually, it can all be sorted out. She saw the expression on my face then, worried. Scared even. And she said, After pancakes.

What makes you think I'm giving you a ride? Because I'm a damsel in distress, she said. And you are a knight in whatever. A really dirty car.

What most people don't know about love, sex, and relations with other human beings would fill a book. Strangers in Paradise is that book. I have long suspected that what people did in private was much funnier than it ever was erotic. Terry Moore obviously thinks so too. Strangers in Paradise is a delightful new comic, and Terry Moore is a fun writer and a fine cartoonist.

What need, Dunstan wondered, could someone have of the storm-filled eggshells?

What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?

What should I believe? thought Shadow, and the voice came back to him from somewhere deep beneath the world, in a bass rumble: Believe everything.

What you remembered? Probably. More or less. Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You stand two of you lot next to each other, and you could be continents away for all it means anything.

What, asked Mr Croup, do you want? What, asked the Marquis de Carabas, a little more rhetorically, does anyone want? Dead things, suggested Mr Vandemar. Extra teeth.

Wednesday was talking to him. I?m sorry? said Shadow. I said we?re here, said Wednesday. You were somewhere else.

We'll win, of course, he said. You don't want that, said the demon. Why not, pray? Listen, said Crowley desperately, how many musicians do you think your side have got, eh? First grade, I mean. Aziraphale looked taken aback. Well, I should think- he began. Two, said Crowley. Elgar and Liszt. That's all. We've got the rest. Beethoven, Brahms, all the Bachs, Mozart, the lot. Can you imagine eternity with Elgar?

Well, he said, f?r example, if they ask where you?ve come from, you could say ?Behind me,?and if they asked where you?re going, you?d say ?In front of me.

What a refreshing mind you have, young man. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?

What about volcanoes? What about them? All that lava comes up from center of the earth where it is all hot. I saw a program, it had David Attenborough, so it's true.

What do I do now? I don?t know. Fade away, perhaps. Or find another role.

What do stars do? They shine.

What I say is, a town isn't a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it's got a bookstore it knows it's not fooling a soul.

What I'd love to do is every now and then go, 'Oh my God, I've got this amazing idea for 'Doctor Who.''

We were never lovers, and we never will be, now. I do not regret that, however. I regret the conversations we never had, the time we did not spend together. I regret that I never told him that he made me happy, when I was in his company. The world was the better for his being in it. These things alone do I now regret: things left unsaid. And he is gone, and I am old.

We weren't arguing, said the bear. Because we can't talk. Then it said, Oops.

We writers ? and especially writers for children, but all writers ? have an obligation to our readers: it's the obligation to write true things, especially important when we are creating tales of people who do not exist in places that never were ? to understand that truth is not in what happens but what it tells us about who we are. Fiction is the lie that tells the truth, after all.

We... we could be friends.' We COULD be rare specimens of an exotic breed of dancing African elephants, but we're not. At least, I'M not.

We have an obligation to use language. To push ourselves: to find out what words mean and how to deploy them, to communicate clearly, to say what we mean. We must not attempt to freeze language, or to pretend it is a dead thing that must be revered, but we should use it as a living thing, that borrows words, that allows meanings and pronunciations to change with time.

We have eyes and we have nerveses We have tails we have teeth You'll all get what you deserveses When we rise from underneath.

We have teeth and we have tails. We have tails we have eyes. We were here before you fell. We will be here when you rise.

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First Name
Neil
Last Name
Gaiman, fully Neil Richard Gaiman
Birth Date
1960
Bio

English Author of Short Fiction, Novels, Comic Books, Graphic Novels, Audio Theatre and Films. Notable works include the comic book series, 'The Sandman' and novels including 'Stardust', 'American Gods', 'Coraline' and 'The Graveyard Book'. Winner of the Newbery Medal and Carnegie Medal in Literature