My heartโฆ It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like itโs trying to escape because it doesnโt belong to me any more. It belongs to you.
Neil GaimanI saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was, that the reality was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writhing with grubs and nightmares and hunger.
Neil GaimanMy parents would frisk me before family events, and find the book, and lock it in the car. And then be disappointed where, somewhere at the event, I would find a book and sit under a table where nobody could get me and go back into book land.
Neil Gaiman