I toyed briefly with an image someone once mentioned to me, of a village in the shadow of a twin-peaked mountain. In the morning the sun rises. At lunch it sets behind the mountain. In the early afternoon it rises once more. The cocks crow for the second time, and later the sun sets again. No. One peak. Metaphors should not be belaboured.
Neil GaimanWhen writing a novel, that's pretty much entirely what life turns into: 'House burned down. Car stolen. Cat exploded. Did 1500 easy words, so all in all it was a pretty good day.
Neil GaimanTrees there were, old as trees can be, huge and grasping with hearts black as sin. Strange trees that some said walked in the night.
Neil GaimanYou know what my mum once said?โ said Rosieโฆ โShe said that if a just-married couple put a coin in a jar every time they make love in their first year, and take a coin out for every time that they make love in the years that follow, the jar will never be emptied.โ And this meansโฆ?โ Wellโ, she said. โItโs interesting, isnโt it?
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