Neil Gaiman
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Neil Gaiman
Neil Richard MacKinnon Gaiman is an English author of short fiction, novels, comic books, graphic novels, audio theatre, and films. His notable works include the comic book series The Sandman and novels Stardust, American Gods, Coraline, and The Graveyard Book. He has won numerous awards, including the Hugo, Nebula, and Bram Stoker awards, as well as the Newbery and Carnegie medals. He is the first author to win both the Newbery and the Carnegie medals for the same work, The...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth10 November 1960
CityPortchester, England
When you're 11, walking home from school through this strange little English landscape, running these weird, wonderful things through your head ... well, now this is one of those 'I've never told anybody this before' things,
I think the First Amendment is probably the most important thing that you have in this country. And I'm always horrified at the cavalier way that you (Americans) treat it.
I don't know if any single book made me want to write. C.S. Lewis was the first writer to make me aware that somebody was writing the book I was reading - these wonderful parenthetical asides to the reader.
So I went out and bought myself a copy of the Writer and Artist Yearbook, bought lots of magazines and got on the phone and talked to editors about ideas for stories. Pretty soon I found myself hired to do interviews and articles and went off and did them.
Not knowing everything is all that makes it OK, sometimes...
Nice' in a bodyguard is about as useful as the ability to regurgitate whole lobsters.
Death's a capricious thing, innit?" "Yes. Yes, she is.
Not only are there no happy endings,' she told him, 'there aren't even any endings.
You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.
It's not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it's yours, and then be willing to let it go.
He was no longer scared of what tomorrow might bring because yesterday has brought it.
If you can't eat it, drink it, smoke it, or snort it... then f*ck it!
How would you feel about life if Death was your older sister?
HERE ARE YOUR INSTRUCTIONS, CROWLEY. And suddenly he knew. He hated that. They could just as easily have told him, they didn't suddenly have to drop chilly knowledge straight into his brain.