One can communicate the events of a dream, but not the emotional content, the way that a dream can color one’s entire day.
Neil Gaiman - Fragile Things (via shamesdean)
Neil Gaiman/Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (via monkeyswearingpants)
Fat Charlie was thirsty and his head hurt and his mouth tasted evil and his eyes were too tight in his head and all his teeth twinged and his stomach burned and his back was aching in a way that started around his knees and went up to his forehead and his brains had been removed and replaced with cotton balls and needles and pins which was why it hurt to try and think, and his eyes were not just too tight in his head but they must have rolled out in the night and been reattached with roofing nails; and now he noticed that anything louder than the gentle Brownian motion of air molecules drifting softly past each other was above his pain threshold. Also, he wished he were dead.
I don’t know if I’m ever going to write another doctor who so I want everything in there so I want one that’s got scary bits in and I want it funny, and I want it to have exciting chasey bits, and I want it to make you cry, and I want it to make you happy even though you’re crying, and I want it to do things you’ve never done before and if I can I’d like to do a few moments where you go ‘I don’t even, can you do that? Can you do that in Doctor Who? Well, I suppose he just did.’
Neil Gaiman about writing “The Doctor’s Wife” (via freaky-midget)