Not knowing everything is all that makes it okay sometimes
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Sometimes I forget what I was going to say. Sometimes I remember things everyone else has forgotten for ever and always. Does that ever happen to you?
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Delirium, The Sandman: Season of Mists Neil Gaiman |
It’s astonishing how much trouble one can get oneself into, if one works at it. And astonishing how much trouble one can get oneself out of, if one simply assumes that everything will, somehow or other, work out for the best.
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Destruction, The Sandman: The Wake Neil Gaiman |
The bonds of family bind both ways. They bind us up, support us, help us, and they are also a bond from which it is difficult, perhaps impossible to extricate oneself.
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Desire, The Sandman: The Wake Neil Gaiman |
Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life … you give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like “maybe we should be just friends” or “how very perceptive” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.
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Rose Walker, The Sandman: The Kindly Ones Neil Gaiman |
They never liked us, did they?”
“Gods don’t ‘like’. They love and they hate and they ignore …
“Gods don’t ‘like’. They love and they hate and they ignore …
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The Sandman: The Kindly Ones Neil Gaiman |
The gods we prayed to when we were young used up their time so long ago. They cannot answer anymore.
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The Sandman: The Kindly Ones Neil Gaiman |
There’s a downstairs in everybody. That’s where we live.
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The Three Fates, The Sandman : The Kindly Ones Neil Gaiman |
