Latest posted quotesby Neil Gaiman
The beast made the noise of a cat being shampooed, a lonely wail of horror and outrage, of shame and defeat.
She does not know where any tale waits before it's told. (No more do I.) But forty thieves sounds good, so forty thieves it is. She prays she has bought another clutch of days. We save our lives in such unlikely ways.
And he still thinks, in the little bit of his head that's still him, that he's not a zombie. That he's not dead, that there's a threshold he hasn't stepped over. But he crossed it long time ago.
We live in a world in which the only utopian visions arrive in commercial breaks: magical visions of an impossibly hospitable world, peopled by bright-eyed attractive men, women, children, Where nobody dies, In my worlds people died. And I thought that was honest. I thought I was being honest.
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