Gaiman Quotes

“God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players [i.e. everybody], to being involved in an obscure and complex variant of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.”
― Terry Pratchett, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

“People couldn't become truly holy, he said, unless they also had the opportunity to be definitively wicked.”
― Terry Pratchett, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

“We are small but we are many
We are many we are small
We were here before you rose
We will be here when you fall”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline

“I was kidnapped by aliens, they came down from outer space with ray guns, but I fooled them by wearing a wig and laughing in a foreign accent, and I escaped.”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline

“Delirium: "What's the name of the word for the precise moment when you realize that you've actually forgotten how it felt to make love to somebody you really liked a long time ago?"
Dream: "There isn't one."
Delirium: "Oh. I thought maybe there was.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives

“For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 3: Dream Country

“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.”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline

“It's certainly not too late to change to the winning side. But you know, you also have the freedom to stay just where you are. That's what it means to be an American. That's the miracle of America. Freedom to believe means the freedom to believe the wrong thing, after all. Just as freedom of speech gives you the right to stay silent.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“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.”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline

“It was as if some people believed there was a divide between the books that you were permitted to enjoy and the books that were good for you, and I was expected to choose sides. We were all expected to choose sides. And I didn't believe it, and I still don't.

I was, and still am, on the side of books you love.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

“Is there a word for forgetting the name of someone when you want to introduce them to someone else at the same time you realize you've forgotten the name of the person you're introducing them to as well?"
"No.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 7: Brief Lives

“I felt very much like a hooker who had just been told she was a lady of the evening.”
― Neil Gaiman

“Rattle his bones
over the stones
its only a pauper
who nobody owns”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

“The cartoon me writes the books cartoon people read in the cartoon world, because they need things to read there too.”
― Neil Gaiman

“I really don't know what "I love you" means
I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.”
― Neil Gaiman

“Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.”
― Neil Gaiman

“When the all-father in eagle form had almost reached the vats, with Suttung immediately behind him, Odin blew some of the mead out of his behind, a splattery wet fart of foul-smelling mead right in Suttung’s face, blinding the giant and throwing him off Odin’s trail.
No one, then or now, wanted to drink the mead that came out of Odin’s ass.”
― Neil Gaiman, Norse Mythology

“It's like the people who believe they'll be happier if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't really work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

“We do not always remember the things that do no credit to us. We justify them, cover them in bright lies or with the thick dust of forgetfulness.

Gaiman, Neil”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“She prays she's bought another clutch of days. We save our lives in such unlikely ways.”
― Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

“You don't want to ask after the health of anyone, if you're a funeral director. They think maybe you're scouting for business.”
― Neil Gaiman

“He was cold, standing in a wood, talking to a big black bird who was currently brunching on Bambi.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“Now Adam slouched alone along the dusty lane. It was a good slouch. Adam had a way of slouching along that offended all right-thinking people. It wasn't that he just allowed his body to droop. He could slouch with inflections, and now the set of his shoulders reflected the hurt and bewilderment of those unjustly thwarted in their selfless desire to help their fellow men.”
― Terry Pratchett, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

“Το ορκίζομαι", είπε η άλλη μητέρα. "Το ορκίζομαι στο μνήμα της ίδιας μου της μητέρας".

"Έχει μνήμα;" ρώτησε η Κόραλαϊν.

"Ω,ναι" είπε η άλλη μητέρα. "Εγώ η ίδια την έβαλα μέσα. Κι ό��αν την πήρα χαμπάρι να προσπαθεί να βγει σκάβοντας με τα δάχτυλα, την ξανάβαλα".”
― Neil Gaiman, Coraline

“If I could grant wishes do you think I would be driving a cab?”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“This was beyond a joke. This had moved beyond foolishness, slipped over the line into genuine 24 karat Jesus-Christ-I-fucked-up-bigtime territory.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

“Honesty matters. Vulnerability matters. Being open about who you were at a moment in time when you were in a difficult or an impossible place matters more than anything.”
― Neil Gaiman

“(...) well, there's a girl I used to know, and I wasn't sure if I should find her and talk to her or if I should just forget about it.

(...)

Oh! You must go to her and implore her. You must call her your Terpsichore, your Echo, your Clytemnestra. You must write poems for her, mighty odes - I shall help you write them - and thus - and only thus - shall you win your true love's heart.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

“It seemed like the late autumn wind blew them in that night, spinning and dizzying from the four corners of the world.

It was a bitch wind, knife-sharp and cutting, and it blew bad cold.

And they came with it, scurrying and skittering, like yellow leaves and old newspapers, from a thousand places and from nowhere at all.

They came in their suits and their tee shirts, carrying rucksacks and briefcases and suitcases and plastic bags, muttering and humming and silent as the night.

It seemed like the bitter fall wind brought them there.

Perhaps it did.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman #14: Collectors

“The first wind of winter blew from the north, and it had ice and rime on its breath.

It was dirty and sharp and it cut like a razor, and if it touched you, you could wash and wash until your skin was tattered and bloodied, but you'd never be clean again.

It scattered them in the night, the quiet ones with death in their eyes.

But they left more tentatively than they had come, as if they had seen something unholy inside themselves; something they would never be able to forget.

And they left, slowly, one by one, with reluctance, leaving the safety of the light for the chill certainties of the darkness.

It seemed like the night sucked them up, took them into its dark heart.

It seemed like the darkness swallowed them...

Perhaps it did.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman #14: Collectors