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Neil Gaiman

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  • Yana Manukhinahar citeretfor 3 år siden
    it was a deceptive blankness, the blankness of a rock face that one only realizes cannot be climbed when one is halfway up, and there is no longer any way down
  • Yana Manukhinahar citeretfor 3 år siden
    “How d’you like your baths?” she asked, solicitously, “warm, hot, or boil-a-lobster?”
  • Yana Manukhinahar citeretfor 3 år siden
    “You are young, and in love,” said Primus. “Every young man in your position is the most miserable young man who ever lived.”
  • Nikolai Tolmachevhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    “I am the most miserable person who ever lived,” he said to the Lord Primus, when they stopped to feed the horses feedbags of damp oats.
    “You are young, and in love,” said Primus. “Every young man in your position is the most miserable young man who ever lived.”
  • Susie Daugaard Møllerhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    (Fairy Tales, as G.K. Chesterton once pointed out, are not true. They are more than true. Not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be defeated.)
  • _Umaroth_har citereti går
    Shortly afterward, the farm cat had three kittens: two black-and-white ones like herself, and a tiny kitten with a dusty blue sheen to her coat, and eyes that changed color depending on her mood, from green and gold to salmon, scarlet and vermilion.
  • _Umaroth_har citereti går
    was at the end of February, in lambing season, when the world was cold, and a bitter wind howled down the moors and through the leafless forest, when icy rains fell from the leaden skies in continual drizzling showers
  • _Umaroth_har citeretfor 11 dage siden
    There was certainly something odd about the stars: perhaps there was more color in them, for they glittered like tiny gems; perhaps there was something about the number of tiny stars, the constellations; something was strange and wonderful about the stars.
  • _Umaroth_har citeretfor 11 dage siden
    the sky above was a deep color—blue perhaps, or purple, not black—sprinkled with more stars than the mind could hold
  • _Umaroth_har citeretfor 16 dage siden
    he did not need to ask how she knew his surname; she had taken it from him along with certain other things, such as his heart, when he had kissed her
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