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Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances QUOTES

Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances QUOTES

1 " Life imitates art, but clumsily, copying its movements when it thinks it isn't looking. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

2 " The heart is greater than the universe, for it can find pity in it for everything in the universe, and the universe itself can feel no pity. The heart is greater than a King, because a heart can know a King for what he is, and still love him. And once you give your heart, you cannot take it back. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

3 " And the people who would burn the words, the people who would take the books from the shelves, the firemen and the ignorant, the ones afraid of tales and words and dreams and Hallowe'en and people who have tattooed themselves with stories and Boys! You Can Grow Mushrooms in Your Cellar! and as long as your words which are people which are days which are my life, as long as your words survive, then you lived and you mattered and you changed the world and I cannot remember your name.

I learned your books. Burned them into my mind. In case the firemen come to town. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

4 " Slowly gently night creeps up on you, more gentle than light, it helps you realize how much the light hinders you. In the darkness your senses learn when they should quit – in the embrace of the dark everything becomes what it really is. People fear the dark but unlike the light it does not lie to you. In the dark you can go where you long to be. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

5 " She's as old as the hills, evil as a snake, all malevolence and magic and death. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

6 " I will not be my father's dog. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

7 " The burning point of paper was the moment where I knew that I would have to remember this. Because people would have to remember books, if other people burn them or forget them. We will commit them to memory. We will be come them. We become authors. We become their books. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

8 " The lovelorn came, too. The alone. The lunatics-they were brought here, sometimes. Got their name from the moon, it was only fair the moon had a chance to fix things. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

9 " that feeling I get when I go looking in my head for a word that isn’t there, as if someone must have come and taken it in the night. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

10 " The old religion is what gets the crops up and keeps your cock hard and makes sure that nobody builds a bloody great motorway through an area of outstanding natural beauty. The Gateway stands, and the hill stands, and the place stands. It’s well, well over two thousand years old. You don’t go mucking about with anything that powerful. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

11 " I made a list of inventions the world would be better off without and, one by one, I uninvented them all. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

12 " Were you always like this?” “Like what?” “A madman. With a time machine.” “Oh, no. It took ages until I got the time machine. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

13 " God who knows all things, I have no prayer book and I do not know any prayers by heart. But you know all the prayers. You are God. So this is what I am going to do. I am going to say the alphabet, and I will let you put the words together. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

14 " ourselves in those moments, where the trigger has been squeezed, is this: the past is not dead. There are things that wait for us, patiently, in the dark corridors of our lives. We think we have moved on, put them out of mind, left them to desiccate and shrivel and blow away; but we are wrong. They have been waiting there in the darkness, working out, practicing their most vicious blows, their sharp hard thoughtless punches into the gut, killing time until we came back that way. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

15 " There are many for whom the lure of gold outweighs the beauty of a rainbow. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

16 " And once I am there, I shall seek out Watson, if he still lives—and I fancy he does. It is irrational, I acknowledge, and yet I am certain that I would know, somehow, had Watson passed beyond the veil. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

17 " People would fight over who owns a poisonous desert, if that desert was Jerusalem. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

18 " Because people would have to remember books, if other people burn them or forget them. We will commit them to memory. We will become them. We become authors. We become their books. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

19 " What we read as adults should be read, I think, with no warnings or alerts beyond, perhaps: enter at your own risk. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances

20 " There are things that upset us. That’s not quite what we’re talking about here, though. I’m thinking rather about those images or words or ideas that drop like trapdoors beneath us, throwing us out of our safe, sane world into a place much more dark and less welcoming. Our hearts skip a ratatat drumbeat in our chests, and we fight for breath. Blood retreats from our faces and our fingers, leaving us pale and gasping and shocked. And what we learn about ourselves in those moments, where the trigger has been squeezed, is this: the past is not dead. There are things that wait for us, patiently, in the dark corridors of our lives. We think we have moved on, put them out of mind, left them to desiccate and shrivel and blow away; but we are wrong. They have been waiting there in the darkness, working out, practicing their most vicious blows, their sharp hard thoughtless punches into the gut, killing time until we came back that way. "

― Neil Gaiman , Trigger Warning: Short Fictions and Disturbances