Let us begin this letter, this prelude to an encounter, formally, as a declaration, in the old-fashioned way: I love you. You do not know me (although you have seen me, smiled at me). I know you (although not so well as I would like. I want to be there when your eyes flutter open in the morning, and you see me, and you smile. Surely this would be paradise enough?). So I do declare myself to you now, with pen set to paper. I declare it again: I love you.
Neil GaimanTag: love four-letter-word
The Marquis sighed. "I thought it was just a legend," he said. "Like the alligators in the sewers of New York City."
Old Bailey nodded, sagely: "What, the big white buggers? They're down there. I had a friend lost a head to one of them." A moment of silence. Old Naeiley handed the statue back to the Marquis. Then he raised his hand, and snapped it, like a crocodile hand, at the Carabas. "It was OK," gurned Old Bailey with a grin that was most terrible to behold. "He had another.
Tag: funny
Stories are made up by people who make them up. If they work, they get retold. There's the magic of it.
Neil GaimanI mean, maybe I am crazy. I mean, maybe. But if this is all there is, then I don't want to be sane.
Neil GaimanI am hope.
Neil GaimanTag: hope
What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?
Neil GaimanTag: the-sandman-series
People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.
Neil GaimanIt is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will speak.
Neil GaimanTag: truth
She said we all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we don't to make it all bearable.
Neil GaimanTag: knowledge
Libraries are our friends.
Neil GaimanTag: libraries
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