Mostrando postagens com marcador Neil Gaiman. Mostrar todas as postagens
Mostrando postagens com marcador Neil Gaiman. Mostrar todas as postagens

quinta-feira, 23 de junho de 2011


There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.”
— Neil Gaiman

domingo, 23 de maio de 2010


“I’d tell everybody to pursue your passion. Those who have passions, we are the lucky ones. If you like painting, for God’s sake, paint. if you like writing, write.”
Neil Gaiman

segunda-feira, 12 de abril de 2010


"Do not lose hope — what you seek will be found. Trust ghosts. Trust those that you have helped to help you in their turn. Trust dreams. Trust your heart, and trust your story"

Neil Gaiman

terça-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2009


Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so 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 don’t ask for it. They do 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 a simple phrase like ‘maybe we should just be 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 body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

Neil Gaiman