Ocean At The End Of The Lane Quotes & Sayings

You can come out, and we will end it, cleanly, or you can die in there, of hunger and of fear. And when you are dead your circle will mean nothing, and we will tear out your heart and take your soul for a keepsake."
"P'raps it will be like that," I said, to the darkness and the shadows, "and p'raps it won't. And p'raps if it is, it would have been like that anyway. I don't care. I'm still going to wait here for Lettie Hempstock, and she's going to come back to me. And if I die here, then I will die waiting for her, and that's a better way to go than you and all you stupid horrible things tearing me to bits because I've got something inside me that I don't even want!" (Ocean at the End of the Lane) — Neil Gaiman

I thought, I'm going to die.
And, thinking that, I was determined to live. — Neil Gaiman

It is not what you believe that matters; it is how you respond with your heart and your actions. It is not believing in Christ that matters; it is becoming like him — Pelagius

The only foundation for useful education in a republic is to be laid in religion. — Thomas Jefferson

I do to miss my childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in simple things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not away from things, or people or moments that hurt, but I found joy in the things that made me happy. — Neil Gaiman

I won't say it's going to be easy for me, Madeline. I've lived too long in darkness and shadows, but if you're willing to stick by me, to give me a chance, I'll give you whatever you wish."
"My wish has already come true," she said, smiling into his upturned face. "It was
you, after all."
-Blaine and Madeline — Charlotte Featherstone

The adventurer in me felt obliged to testify with a quicker instrument than a brush to the scars of the world. — Henri Cartier-Bresson

If you drive to the end of Little Harbor Road, in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, it will take you to the ocean, but you won't find the sandy lane to Camp Wyndham. I made the place up. Many other features of the area, however, are much as I presented them: South Street Cemetery, South Mill Pond, the Piscataqua Bridge. Here and there I have changed features to suit the needs of the story. — Joe Hill

I said, "Who are you really? Why are you giving people money?"
"Everybody wants money," she said, as if it were self-evident. "It makes them happy. It will make you happy, if you let it." We had come out by the heap of grass clippings, behind the circle of green grass that we called the fairy ring: sometimes, when the weather was wet, it filled with vivid yellow toadstools. — Neil Gaiman

People think they know you. They know the things about you that you have forgotten. — Mick Jagger

Something new has been added, a new art of sound. Am I wrong in calling it music? — Pierre Schaeffer

How heavy is that day in the mountains when you built a campfire and saw a shooting star? What is the mass of yesterday? How fast is love? — John Varley

I've been really fortunate that I've been at a lot of critical crossroads in my musical journey. When I look back, there are some pretty interesting things to look at. — Robbie Robertson

I liked myths. They weren't adult stories and they weren't children's stories. They were better than that. They just were. — Neil Gaiman

She had such unusual eyes. They made me think of the seaside, and so I called her Ocean, and could not have told you why. — Neil Gaiman

In the case of 'Ocean at the End of the Lane,' it's a book about helplessness. It's a book about family, it's a book about being 7 in a world of people who are bigger than you, and more dangerous, and stepping into territory that you don't entirely understand. — Neil Gaiman

If you want to be happy, all you have to do is be happy. — David Zinczenko

Your worries are my worries. Your battles are my battles. I will stand by you for all of my days. I will witness your life. I will look to you and follow. You will never be alone, for I will be at your side. Together we will forever be. — M. Topping

The book itself is a curious artifact, not showy in its technology but complex and extremely efficient: a really neat little device, compact, often very pleasant to look at and handle, that can last decades, even centuries. It doesn't have to be plugged in, activated, or performed by a machine; all it needs is light, a human eye, and a human mind. It is not one of a kind, and it is not ephemeral. It lasts. It is reliable. If a book told you something when you were fifteen, it will tell it to you again when you're fifty, though you may understand it so differently that it seems you're reading a whole new book.
(Staying Awake: Notes on the alleged decline of reading, Harper's Magazine, February 2008) — Ursula K. Le Guin