And the people who would burn the words, the people who would take the books from the shelves, the firemen and the ignorant, the ones afraid of tales and words and dreams and Hallowe'en and people who have tattooed themselves with stories and Boys! You Can Grow Mushrooms in Your Cellar! And as long as your words which are people which are days which are my life, as long as your words survive, then you lived, and you mattered, and you changed the world and I cannot remember your name. I learned your books. Burned them into my mind. In case the firemen come to town.

— Neil Gaiman

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

— Neil Gaiman

... and we held our breath, just for a moment, to see if the world had ended, but it hadn't, so we yawned and drank our champagne and carried on living, except for those of us who died, and everything continued such as before.

— Neil Gaiman

And when things get tough, this is what you should do. Make good art.

— Neil Gaiman

And why does he talk so funny? Doesn't he mean squashed tomatoes? I don't think that they had tomatoes when he comes from, said Bod. And that's just how they talk then.

— Neil Gaiman

Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.

— Neil Gaiman

Anyone who calls you "little lady" has already excluded you from the set of people worth listening to.

— Neil Gaiman

A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really..." Do the stars gaze back?" Now, that's a question.

— Neil Gaiman

A plop of rain hit me on the face, one of those early raindrops that turns up five minutes ahead of all the others to let you know it's time to get indoors.

— Neil Gaiman

Approaching the state of Delaware, the dreamer is a small dog, dreaming impatiently of a past life, long forgotten, when he sailed tall ships across uncharted. The salt spray of the ocean stings my face.

— Neil Gaiman