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“They heard it, and it colonized them. It inherited them and it inhabited them, its rhythms becoming part of the way that they thought; its images permanently transmuting their metaphors; its verses, its outlook, its aspirations becoming their lives. Within … Continue reading

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“Would you like to hear it?” she asked, and I nodded, unsure what she was offering me, but certain that I needed anything she was willing to give me. —Neil Gaiman/How to Talk to Girls at Parties

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But where does contagion end and art begin? —Neil Gaiman/How to Talk to Girls at Parties

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“You cannot hear a poem without it changing you,” she told me. —Neil Gaiman/How to Talk to Girls at Parties

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She said, “We knew that it would soon be over, and so we put it all into a poem, to tell the universe who we were, and why we were here, and what we said and did and thought and … Continue reading

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He looked from her back to me, and he smiled his white smile: roguish, lovable, a little bit Artful Dodger, a little bit wide-boy Prince Charming. —Neil Gaiman/How to Talk to Girls at Parties

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I had parents who liked to know where I was, but I don’t think Vic’s parents cared that much. He was the youngest of five boys. That in itself seemed magical to me: I merely had two sisters, both younger … Continue reading

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“They’re just girls,” said Vic. “They don’t come from another planet.” —Neil Gaiman/How to Talk to Girls at Parties

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I looked, but saw no party: just narrow houses with rusting cars or bikes in their concreted front gardens; and the dusty glass fronts of newsagents, which smelled of alien spices and sold everything from birthday cards and secondhand comics … Continue reading

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