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Neil Gaiman

  • Jovana Antićciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    All we have to believe with is our senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end.
  • val ☽citeerde uit9 maanden geleden
    “Funny if we both got it wrong, eh? Funny if I did the good thing and you did the bad one, eh?”
  • val ☽citeerde uit9 maanden geleden
    He’d been an angel once. He hadn’t meant to Fall. He’d just hung around with the wrong people.
  • val ☽citeerde uit9 maanden geleden
    The angel turned to Crowley.
    “Really, my dear,” he murmured.
    “Sorry,” said Crowley. “I was forgetting myself.”
  • val ☽citeerde uit9 maanden geleden
    “Don’t you try to tempt me,” said Aziraphale wretchedly. “I know you, you old serpent.”
  • Jovana Antićciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.
  • Jovana Antićciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    If he walked, he discovered, he did not have to think, and that was just the way he liked it; when he thought, his mind went to places he could not control, places that made him feel uncomfortable. Exhaustion was the best thing.
  • Jovana Antićciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
    Fairy tales are more than true: not because

    they tell us that dragons exist, but because

    they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

    —G. K. Chesterton
  • _Umaroth_citeerde uit5 maanden geleden
    She was, as yet, unmarried, although she was very much in love
  • _Umaroth_citeerde uit4 maanden geleden
    It was chilly that April, with the awkward changeability of English spring
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