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<quotations
xmlns="http://www.amk.ca/qel/"
xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"
xmlns:rdfs="http://www.w3.org/2000/01/rdf-schema#">
<title>Quotations from Neil Gaiman</title>
<editor>A.M. Kuchling</editor>
<quotation id="q1">
<p>
Roderick Burgess's waking dreams are of the power and the glory.
And of death, of course. <em>Especially</em> death.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN #1: "Sleep of the Just"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q2">
<p>
Uh, Father, Magus. I've found something that may cast some light
on our guest. In the <foreign>Paginarum Fulvarum</foreign>...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Alex Burgess, in SANDMAN #1: "Sleep of the Just"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q3">
<p>
It was a dark and stormy nightmare...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #2: "Imperfect Hosts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q4">
<p>
The process was slow at first, my lord. Things in the dreamworld
began to transmute. I was aware of it in my library... Slowly, the
words began to fade. Some time after you vanished, my books became
bound volumes of blank paper. The next day the whole library was gone.
I never found it again...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Lucien, in SANDMAN #2: "Imperfect Hosts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q5">
<p>
"Atropos? No. Not now. You might as well call me the Morrigan!"
</p>
<p>
"She's right, my ducks. Might as well call us Tisiphone, Alecto,
and Magaera -- and that takes us back, eh?"
</p>
<p>
"Might as well call us Diana, Mary, and Florence. Ha-ha! Uh,
sorry."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The Three, in SANDMAN #2: "Imperfect Hosts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q6">
<p>
Have you ever had one of those days when something just seems to
be trying to tell you somebody?
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Constantine, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q7">
<p>
"Hullo London."
</p>
<p>
"Hullo John Constantine."
</p>
<p>
"How are you then, London?"
</p>
<p>
"All right. Full of people. Raining. You?"
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Constantine's internal dialogue, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q8">
<p>
One thing I've learned. You can know anything. It's all there.
You just have to find it.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Constantine, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q9">
<p>
When I got back she was gone along with me stereo, the telly, me
Silver Surfers -- any old junk she could convert to money. And she'd
long since converted the money into junk. Stupid bitch. Sometimes I
still miss her.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Constantine, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q10">
<p>
It is <em>never</em> "only a dream", John Constantine. Here less
than other places...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q11">
<p>
... see the sun set in the hand of the man ...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Rachel, in SANDMAN #3: "Dream a Little Dream of Me"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q12">
<p>
I sprinkle sand into the waters of night. The grains burn as
they fall, reminding me of another in times long passed away. I
watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still
proud.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q13">
<p>
It is time for me to walk the abyss. Time to reclaim my own. I
must talk to the Morningstar. I do not have high hopes for the
meeting.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q14">
<p>
THere's one at the door, at the gate to damnation. Is it thief,
thug or whore? There's one at the door, and there's room for one more
till the end of Creation.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Squatterbloat, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q15">
<p>
The wood of suicides has changed since my last visit to Hell. I
remember it as a tiny grove. Now it resembles a forest.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q16">
<p>
Never trust a demon. He has a hundred motives for anything he
does... Ninety-nine of them, at least, are malevolent.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q17">
<p>
One of you has my helm; my mask of pure dream. I crafted it
myself, from the bones of a dead god.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #4: "A Hope in Hell"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q18">
<p>
I thank you, last Martian. If you wish, you may dream of the
City of Focative Mirrors...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #5: "Passengers"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q19">
<p>
Mother said, if you are going to be a criminal, John, you are
not going to bring shame on the family name. I had to change it. I
called myself Destiny. Dee is for destiny...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Dee, in SANDMAN #5: "Passengers"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q20">
<p>
Dee is for lots of things. Death. Dust. Darkness. Demons.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Dee, in SANDMAN #5: "Passengers"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q21">
<p>
All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows
where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories -- if you
keep them going long enough, they always end in death.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN #6: "24 Hours"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q22">
<p>
I will be a wise and tolerant monarch, dispensing justice
fairly, and only setting nightmares to rip out the minds of the evil
and wicked. Or just anybody I don't like.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>John Dee, in SANDMAN #7: "Sound and Fury"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q23">
<p>
"It is a comfort in wretchedness to have companions in woe."
(Marlowe. <cite>Faust</cite>.) Of course, he was talking about Hell.
But it applies equally to Arkham.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Jonathan Crane, in SANDMAN #7: "Sound and Fury"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q24">
<p>
Oho, my sainted aunt, have I become a victim of brain fever, the
curse of academia...?
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Jonathan Crane, in SANDMAN #7: "Sound and Fury"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q25">
<p>
Looking back, the process of coming up with the Lord of Dreams
seems less like an act of creation than one of sculpture: as if he
were already waiting, grave and patient, inside a block of white
marble, and all I needed to do was chip away everything that wasn't
him.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Neil Gaiman's afterword in the "Preludes and Nocturnes" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q26">
<p>
We have seen stranger things in dreams; and fictions are merely
frozen dreams, linked images with some semblance of structure. They
are not to be trusted, no more than the people who create them.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From the introduction to the SANDMAN "The Doll's House" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q27">
<p>
You are utterly the stupidest, most self-centered, appallingest
excuse for an anthropomorphic personification in this or any other
plane!
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Death berates Dream, in SANDMAN #8: "The Sound of Her Wings"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q28">
<p>
There is another version of the tale. That is the tale the women
tell each other, in their private language that the men-children are
not taught, and that the old men are too wise to learn. And in that
version of the tale perhaps things happened differently. But then,
that is a women's tale, and it is never told to men.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN #9: "Tales in the Sand"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q29">
<p>
You lot may die. I expect you will, 'cos you're stupid. Not me,
though.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling, in SANDMAN #13: "Men of Good Fortune"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q30">
<p>
And in the meantime, I've started in a trade. Working with a
friend of mine. It won't last. But it's a new trade. It's called
printing. Don't need to be a guild member -- not yet. Never be a real
demand for it, mind you. Hard work.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling, in SANDMAN #13: "Men of Good Fortune"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q31">
<p>
Her kind walk amidst the flotsam of lives they have sacrificed,
for their own purposes, till friendless and alone they needs must make
the final sacrifice.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, on Lady Johanna Constantine, in SANDMAN #13: "Men of Good Fortune"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q32">
<p>
"Death's a capricious thing, innit?"
</p>
<p>
"Yes. Yes, she is."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling and Dream, in SANDMAN #13: "Men of Good Fortune"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q33">
<p>
I doubt I'm any wiser than I was five hundred years back. I'm
older. I've been up, and been down, and been up again. Have I learned
aught? I've learned from my mistakes, but I've had more time to commit
more mistakes.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling, in SANDMAN #13: "Men of Good Fortune"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q34">
<p>
"If I hear another of your theological paradoxes, I'll scream.
Frankly, today I don't care if God exists or not."
</p>
<p>
"I doubt He feels likewise, Miss Walker."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Rose Walker and Gilbert, in SANDMAN #14: "Collectors"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q35">
<p>
"Surely, what the Choirboy is describing is a worst-case
scenario, once they've caught you alive -- and <em>you</em> don't get
the money, remember that."
</p>
<p>
"But, Carrion, we don't <em>do</em> it for the money!"
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Two serial killers, in SANDMAN #14: "Collectors"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q36">
<p>
I tell you, I'm sick and tired of women in our line being
stereotyped as black widows or killer nurses. I'm a serial killer, and
a woman, and I'm proud of it.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dog Soup, in SANDMAN #14: "Collectors"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q37">
<p>
And they left, slowly, one by one, with reluctance, leaving the
safety of the light for the chill certainties of the darkness.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The convention breaks up, in SANDMAN #14: "Collectors"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q38">
<p>
It seemed like the night sucked them up, took them into its dark
heart. It seemed like the darkness swallowed them... Perhaps it did.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The convention breaks up, in SANDMAN #14: "Collectors"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q39">
<p>
Zelda has a reassuring moral homily concerning God, difficult
times, and a variable number of footprints in the sand. She told it to
me once, and it cheered me up remarkably.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Chantal, in SANDMAN #15: "Into The Night"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q40">
<p>
"Do you know what Freud said about dreams of flying? It means
you're really dreaming about having sex."
</p>
<p>
"Indeed? Tell me, then, what does it mean when you dream about
having sex?"
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Rose Walker and Dream, in SANDMAN #15: "Into The Night"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q41">
<p>
I left because I was curious. And because I was tired. Life as a
human contains substance I never dreamed of in the Dreaming, Lord. The
little victories, and the tiny defeats. I had my reasons.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Gilbert, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q42">
<p>
"I do not understand--"
</p>
<p>
"Of course you don't. You're obviously not very bright, but I
shouldn't let it bother you."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream and Unity Kinkaid, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q43">
<p>
If my dream was true, then everything we know, everything we
think we know is a lie.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q44">
<p>
It means the world's about as solid and as reliable as a layer
of scum on the top of a well of black water which goes down forever,
and there are things in the depths that I don't even want to think
about.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q45">
<p>
It means that we're just dolls. We don't have a clue what's
really going down, we just kid ourselves that we're in control of our
lives while a paper's thickness away things that would drive us mad if
we thought about them for too long play with us, and move us around
from room to room, and put us away at night when they're tired, or
bored.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q46">
<p>
Dreams are weird and stupid and they scare me.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q47">
<p>
"And then she woke up." I suppose there are worse endings.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Rose Walker's diary, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q48">
<p>
Desire, listen to me carefully. Remember this. We of the endless
are the servants of the living -- we are <em>not</em> their masters.
<em>We</em> exist because they know, deep in their hearts, that we
exist.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q49">
<p>
Human beings are the creatures of desire. They twist and bend as
I require it. If I thought otherwise, I would crack, like Delirium; or
I would abandon my realm, like our lost brother.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Desire's thoughts, in SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q50">
<p>
And Desire walks the endless pathways of its body, certain that
he, or she, or it, is in sole and only control of its destiny. The
only inhabitant of the twilight realm of Desire; and it feels nothing
like a doll. Nothing like a doll at all.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Closing words of SANDMAN #16: "Lost Hearts"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q51">
<p>
The paths fork and divide. With each step you take through
Destiny's garden, you make a choice; and every choice determines
future paths. However, at the end of a lifetime of walking you might
look back, and see only one path stretching out behind you; or look
ahead, and see only darkness.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q52">
<p>
The garden of Destiny. You would know it if you saw it. After
all, you will wander it until you die. Or beyond. For the paths are
long, and even in death there is no ending to them.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q53">
<p>
A family meeting, eh, Destiny? You haven't redecorated in the
last 300 years, I see. Oh well. And <em>still</em> wearing basic
grey...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Desire, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q54">
<p>
I lost some time once. It's always in the last place you look
for it.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Delirium, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q55">
<p>
Oh, just shut up and let me finish. You can shout at me
afterwards.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Death, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q56">
<p>
Desire smells almost subliminally of summer peaches, and casts
two shadows: one black and sharp-edged, the other translucent and
forever wavering, like heat haze.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q57">
<p>
Desire smiles in brief flashes, like sunlight glinting from a
knife-edge. And there is much else that is knife-like about Desire.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q58">
<p>
Never a possession, always the possessor, with skin as pale as
smoke, and eyes tawny and sharp as yellow wine: Desire is everything
you have ever wanted. Whoever you are. Whatever you are.
<em>Everything</em>.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q59">
<p>
Despair says little, and is patient.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q60">
<p>
Despair, Desire's sister and twin, is queen of her own bleak
bourne. It is said that scattered through Despair's domain are a
multitude of tiny windows, hanging in the void. Each window looks out
onto a different scene, being, in our world, a mirror. Sometimes you
will look into a mirror and feel the eyes of Despair upon you, feel
her hook catch and snag on your heart.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q61">
<p>
Destiny is the oldest of the Endless; in the beginning was the
Word, and it was traced by hand on the first page of his book, before
ever it was spoken aloud.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q62">
<p>
Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of night. He leaves no
footprints. He casts no shadow.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q63">
<p>
For Delirium was once Delight. And although that was long ago
now, even today her eyes are badly matched; one eye is a vivid emerald
green, spattered with silver flecks that move; her other eye is vein
blue. Who knows what Delirium sees, through her mismatched eyes?
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q64">
<p>
Dream casts a human shadow, when it occurs to him to do so.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 0</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q65">
<p>
"Well, at least you've got the element of surprise on your
side."
</p>
<p>
"That would not be honorable, Matthew. I have already sent a
messenger to the Lord of Hell, to let him know that I will be coming.
One must do these things properly."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q66">
<p>
They also held that the way to salvation was to give way to lust
and temptation in all things. And no greater percentage of them turned
up here than of any other religion. Amusing, isn't it?
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Lucifer, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q67">
<p>
I move from dreamer to dreamer, from dream to dream, hunting for
what I need. Slipping and sliding and flickering through dreams; and
the dreamers will wake and wonder why this dream seemed different,
wonder how real their lives can truly be.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q68">
<p>
I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The bastard hard disk's crashed again,
but this hardware's still better than Roger Bacon's mechanical head.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling dreams of Queen Elizabeth I, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q69">
<p>
"What's the occasion? Is it your birthday?"
</p>
<p>
"You must be born, to have a birthday."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Hob Gadling and Dream, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q70">
<p>
They believe themselves Lucifer's equals, Cain, all these
pitiful little gnats. But there is only one that we have ever owned to
be our superior. There is but one greater than us, and to him... to
him we no longer speak.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Lucifer, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q71">
<p>
We do what we must, Lucien. Sometimes we can choose the path we
follow. Sometimes our choices are made for us. And sometimes we have
no choice at all.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN: "Season of Mists", episode 1</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q72">
<p>
Neil Gaiman, writer: To set certain popular misconceptions to
rest once and for all:
</p>
<p>
1) He was not found wandering the sewers of London as a child
during the winter of 1864, unable to say anything more than "Powerful
big rats, gentlemen."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From the biographies in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q73">
<p>
Neil Gaiman, writer: To set certain popular misconceptions to
rest once and for all:
</p>
<p>
4) He did indeed have what most people would commonly understand
as "eyes".
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From the biographies in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q74">
<p>
There is quite obviously no "underground kingdom beneath London
inhabited by huge, intelligent rodents". And even if there were, any
suggestion of Neil's involvement in the mazy territorial negotiations
between Londons Above and Below can be considered a joke, and in poor
taste at that.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>From Neil Gaiman's biography in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q75">
<p>
The details of his black life and dubious death are written in
certain books, and the foolish and the curious may seek them out.
Nothing could induce us to elaborate here; by comparision Gilles de
Rais was an angel in human form, and de Sade a weak and simpering
child. The world is well rid of him -- if rid of him it truly is.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>P. Craig Russell's biography in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q76">
<p>
They say she done them all of them in. They say she done it with
an axe.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Karen Berger's biography in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q77">
<p>
According to an old New York folk-tale, Alisa Kwitney appears in
a bathroom mirror to people in the final stages of <cite>delirium
tremens</cite>, and pleads with them to mend their ways. In another
version of the same story she can be induced (by threatening to break
the mirror) to reveal winning lottery ticket numbers.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Alisa Kwitney's biography in the SANDMAN "Season of Mists" TPB</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q78">
<p>
The fraternity of critics, in reality a dark brethren, linked by
profane rites and blood vows. To destroy an author they sacrifice a
child and perform a critical mass...
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Ideas crowd upon Richard Madoc, in SANDMAN #17: "Calliope"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q79">
<p>
A city in which the streets are paved with time. A train full of
silent women, plowing forever through the twilight. Heads made of
light. A small piece of blue cardboard. A plum, sweet and tart and
cold. A were-goldfish who transforms into a wolf at full moon.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Ideas crowd upon Richard Madoc, in SANDMAN #17: "Calliope"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q80">
<p>
Two old women taking a weasel on holiday. Gryphons shouldn't
marry. Vampires don't dance. A man who inherits a library card to the
library in Alexandria. A rose bush, a nightingale, and a black rubber
dog-collar.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Ideas crowd upon Richard Madoc, in SANDMAN #17: "Calliope"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q81">
<p>
I prayed to the darkness, to the night, to the carrion kind. I
prayed to the king of the cats, the kind's emissary on Earth, he who
walks amongst us and we do not know him. I prayed and I dreamed.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The visionary cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q82">
<p>
"Justice?" It repeated. "Justice is a delusion you will not find
on this or any other sphere. And wisdom? Wisdom is no part of dreams,
lithe walker, though dreams are a part of the sum of each life's
experiences, which is the only wisdom that matters. But revelation?
That is the province of dream."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The skeleton bird, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q83">
<p>
All cats can see futures, and see echoes of the past. We can
watch the passage of creatures from the infinity of now, from all the
worlds like ours, only fractionally different. And we follow them with
our eyes, ghost things, and the humans see nothing.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The visionary cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q84">
<p>
They dreamed the world so it always was the way it is now,
little one. There never was a world of high cat-ladies and cat-lords.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q85">
<p>
Then a human arose amongst them. A golden-furred male, bred and
raised in the pleasure gardens of one of the sybaritic feline ladies.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The visionary cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q86">
<p>
But if enough of us dream, if a bare thousand of us dream, we
can change the world. We can dream it anew! A world in which no cat
suffers from the malice of humans. In which no cats are killed by
human caprice. A world that we rule.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The visionary cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q87">
<p>
Dream the world. Not this pallid shadow of reality. Dream the
world the way it truly is. A world in which all cats are queens and
kings of creation. That is my message. And I shall keep moving, keep
repeating it, until I die. Or until a thousand cats hear my words, and
believe them, and dream, and we come again to paradise.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The visionary cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q88">
<p>
Little one, I would like to see anyone -- prophet, king or God
-- persuade a thousand cats to do anything at the same time.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>The cynical cat, in SANDMAN #18: "A Dream of a Thousand Cats"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q89">
<p>
"So... we are here on your command, my lord, on Midsummer's Eve,
by the Long Man of Wilmington. An odd choice of a place for us to
perform..."
</p>
<p>
"Odd? Wendel's Mound was a theatre before your race came to this
island."
</p>
<p>
"Before the Normans?"
</p>
<p>
"Before the humans."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Shakespeare and Dream, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q90">
<p>
It is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will
speak.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q91">
<p>
"Thou speak'st aright: I am that merry wanderer of the night."
</p>
<p>
"'I am that merry wanderer of the night.'? I am that giggling -
dangerous - totally - bloody - psychotic - menace - to -
life-and-limb, more like it."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>An actor and an audience member, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q92">
<p>
Besides -- if you ask me, none of those women are women at all.
They're males. I can tell. Human males taste more like rabbit than the
females -- and they stick in your teeth. Oh yes.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Skarrow, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q93">
<p>
You played me well, mortal. But I have played me for time out of
mind. And I do Robin Goodfellow better than anyone.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Robin Goodfellow, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q94">
<p>
"Not even Kit Marlowe will be able to gainsay that."
</p>
<p>
"You have not heard? Marlowe is dead, Will. He died in Deptford,
three weeks back, of a knife wound to the head."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Shakespeare and Dream, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q95">
<p>
Things have changed, and will change more; and Gaia no longer
welcomes us as once she did.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Auberon, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q96">
<p>
During your stay on this Earth the faerie have afforded me much
diversion, and entertainment. Now you have left for your own haunts.
And I would repay you all for the amusement. And more. They shall not
forget you. That was important to me: that King Auberon and Queen
Titania will be remembered by mortals, until this age is gone.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q97">
<p>
Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are
the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes,
and forgot.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Dream, in SANDMAN #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q98">
<p>
They say that cigarettes will kill you, eventually. Fine. That's
just fine. I only wish they'd do it faster.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Element Girl, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q99">
<p>
I like smoking cigarettes. It's something normal people do. I
smoke a cigarette, and pretend I'm normal. And I wish I was dead.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Element Girl, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q100">
<p>
"And you've come for <em>me</em>? Blessed, merciful death.
You've come to make it all stop?"
</p>
<p>
"No. I haven't come for you, Rainie. There was a woman upstairs,
changing the light bulb in her kid's room. The stepladder slipped...
Like I said, I was passing and I heard you crying, and, well, the door
was open..."
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Element Girl and Death, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q101">
<p>
Anyway: I'm not blessed or merciful. I'm just me. I've got a job
to do and I do it. Listen: even as we're talking, I'm there for old
and young, innocent and guilty, those who die together and those who
die alone. I'm in cars and boats and planes, in hospitals and forests
and abattoirs. For some folks death is a release and for others death
is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all
of them.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Death, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q102">
<p>
When the first living thing existed, I was there, waiting. When
the last living thing dies, my job is finished. I'll put the chairs on
tables, turn out the lights and lock the universe behind me when I
leave.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Death, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q103">
<p>
Rainie, mythologies take longer to die than people believe. They
linger on in a kind of dream country that affects all of you.
</p>
<author rdf:resource="http://dbpedia.org/resource/Neil_Gaiman"></author>
<source>Death, in SANDMAN #20: "Façade"</source>
</quotation>
<quotation id="q104">
<p>
It's his never-ending battle against Apep, the serpent that
never dies. Dumb. I <em>told</em> him, "The serpent that never dies is
<em>dead</em>. I took her three thousand years ago! The never-ending
battle ended..."