Top 500 Neil Gaiman Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “And there never was an apple, in Adam’s opinion, that wasn’t worth the trouble you got into for eating it.”

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452. “London grew into something huge and contradictory. It was a good place, and a fine city, but there is a price to be paid for all good places, and a price that all good places have to pay.”

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453. “There will be snow driving in from all directions, fierce winds, and cold colder than you have ever imagined cold could be, an icy cold so cold your lungs will ache when you breathe, so cold that the tears in your eyes will freeze. There will be no spring to relieve it, no summer, no autumn. Only winter, followed by winter, followed by winter.”

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454. “Media. I think I have heard of her. Isn’t she the one who killed her children?”

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455. “Nothing’s changed. You’ll go home. You’ll be bored. You’ll be ignored. No one will listen to you, really listen to you. You’re too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don’t even get your name right.”

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456. “Words can be worrisome, poeple complex, motives and manners unclear, grant her the wisdom to choose her path right, free from unkindness and fear.”

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457. “He was alone in the darkness once more, but the darkness became brighter and brighter until it was burning like the sun.”

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458. “I think most things are pretty magical, and that it’s less a matter of belief than it is one of just stopping to notice.”

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459. “While clothes do not, as the saying would sometimes have it, make the man, and fine feathers do not make fine birds, sometimes they can add a certain spice to a recipe.”

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460. “That’s the trouble with living things. Don’t last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And the memories fade and blend and smudge together.”

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461. “I was not happy as a child, although from time to time I was content. I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”

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462. “Nobody gets through life without losing a few things on the way.”

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463. “The future had suddenly become unknowable: anything could happen: the train of my life had jumped the rails and headed off across the fields and coming down the lane with me, then.”

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464. “You know what killed off the dinosaurs, Whateley? We did. In one barbecue.”

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465. “Odin’s eye remains in Mimir’s well, preserved by the waters that feed the world ash, seeing nothing, seeing everything. Time.”

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466. “25 And the Lord spake unto the Angel that guarded the eastern gate, saying ‘Where is the flaming sword that was given unto thee?’ 26 And the Angel said, ‘I had it here only a moment ago, I must have put it down some where, forget my own head next.’ 27 And the Lord did not ask him again.”

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467. “Something told him that something was coming to an end. Not the world, exactly. Just the summer. There would be other summers, but there would never be one like this. Ever again.”

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468. “You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live.”

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469. “The past is always knocking at the door, trying to break through into today.”

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470. “He said nothing: seldom do those who are silent make mistakes.”

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471. “Lies and half-truths fall like snow, covering the things that I remember, the things I saw. A landscape, unrecognizable after a snowfall; that is that she has made of my life.”

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472. “It’s always too late for sorries, but I appreciate the sentiment.”

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473. “Goodbyes are overrated.”

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474. “The end of the story of Batman is he’s dead. Because, in the end, the Batman dies. What else am I going to do? Retire and play golf? It doesn’t work that way. It can’t. I fight until I drop. And one day, I will drop.”

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475. “I wonder if I shall ever see her again, and I realize that I scarcely care. I can feel the sheets beneath me, and the cold air on my chest. I feel fine. I feel absolutely fine. I feel nothing at all.”

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476. “You people always hold onto old identities, old faces and masks, long after they’ve served their purpose. But you’ve got to learn to throw things away eventually.”

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477. “I watch with envious eyes and mind, the single-souled who dare not feel The wind that blows beyond the moon, who do not hear the fairy reel.”

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478. “There’s never been a true war that wasn’t fought between two sets of people who were certain they were in the right. The really dangerous people believe 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.”

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479. “Stories are made up by people who make them up. If they work, they get retold. There’s the magic of it.”

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480. “It’s Coraline, not Caroline. Coraline.′ said Coraline.”

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481. “Sometimes I think that ideas float through the atmosphere like huge squishy pumpkins, waiting for heads to drop on.”

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482. “Hey, that’s life, flick it off if you can’t take a joke.”

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483. “Trees there were, old as trees can be, huge and grasping with hearts black as sin. Strange trees that some said walked in the night.”

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484. “Inevitabilmente trattenuti dal mondo.”

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485. “Have you ever got everything you ever wanted? And then realized it wasn’t what you wanted at all?”

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486. “Here you go, she said. I don’t need it anymore. I’m very grateful. I think it may have saved my life, saved some other people’s death.”

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487. “The more accurate the map, the more it resembles the territory. The most accurate map possible would be the territory, and thus would be perfectly accurate and perfectly useless.”

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488. “Adults should not weep, I knew. They did not have mothers who would comfort them.”

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489. “Until that moment she had never thought she could do it. Never thought she would be brave enough or scared enough, or desperate enough to dare.”

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490. “You can’t run away from home without destroying somebody’s world.”

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

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492. “She decides to make a list of the things that make her happy. She writes ‘plum-blossom’ at the top of a piece of paper. Then she stares at the paper, unable to think of anything else. Eventually it begins to get dark.”

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493. “When you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative.”

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494. “Her other mother smiled brightly and the hair on her head drifted like plants under the sea.”

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495. “That’s sexism, that is. Going around giving people girly presents just because they’re a girl.”

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496. “If he didn’t care about you, you couldn’t upset him.”

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497. “Rain in the graveyard, and the world puddled into blurred reflections.”

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498. “A ghost-memory rises, here: a phantom moment, a shaky reflection in the pool of remembrance. I know how it felt when the scavengers took my heart. How it felt as the hunger birds, all mouth, tore into my chest and snatched out my heart, still pumping, and devoured it to get at what was hidden inside it. I know how that feels, as if it was truly a part of my life, of my death. And then the memory snips and rips, neatly, and -.”

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499. “And, too ignorant to be scared, too young to be awed, Tristan Thorn traveled beyond the fields we know...”

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500. “Make mistakes. Make great mistakes, make wonderful mistakes, make glorious mistakes. Better to make a hundred mistakes than to stare at a blank piece of paper too scared to do anything wrong, too scared to do anything.”

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