Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"القدر تفوح منه رائحة الغبار ومكتبات الليل."
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"Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of night."
"القدر تفوح منه رائحة الغبار ومكتبات الليل."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of the night."
"القدر يفوح منه غبارٌ ومكتباتُ الليل."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"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. Despair says little, and is patient."
"يُقال إن في ملكوت اليأس تتناثر نوافذ صغيرة لا حصر لها، معلقة في الفراغ. كل نافذة تطل على مشهد مختلف، وهي في عالمنا مرآة. أحيانًا تنظر في مرآة فتشعر بعيني اليأس عليك، تشعر بخطافها يمسك بقلبك ويتعلق به. اليأس قليل الكلام، وصَبور."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"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?"
"وكانوا يعتقدون أيضاً أن سبيل الخلاص يكمن في الاستسلام للشهوة والإغراء في كل شيء. ولم يظهر منهم هنا نسبة أكبر من أتباع أي دين آخر. أليس هذا مضحكاً؟"
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go."
"أظن أن الجحيم شيء تحمله معك، لا مكان تذهب إليه."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"[Dream] I do not want a grape.[Desire] I could make you want one."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"I am Desire, am I not? That is what I am; that is what I do. I make things want things. Where I touch, things want and need and love - drawn to their objects of desire like butterflies to a candle-flame."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Yes, you're right. It's part of growing up, I suppose. You always have to leave something behind you.ü"
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Yes, you're right. It's part of growing up, I suppose. You always have to leave something behind you."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Walk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Everything created has a beginning, Destiny of the Endless...as everything created has an end."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or shutting a book, did not end the tale. Having admitted that, he would also avow that happy endings were never difficult to find: "It is simply a matter," he explained to April, "of finding a sunny place in a garden, where the light is golden and the grass is soft; somewhere to rest, to stop reading, and to be content."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"I think maybe Hell is a place. But you don't have to stay anywhere forever."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"October knew, of course, that the action of turning a page, of ending a chapter or of shutting a book, did not end a tale. Having admitted that, he would also avow that happy endings were never difficult to find: "It is simply a matter," he explained to April, "of finding a sunny place in a garden, where the light is golden and the grass is soft; somewhere to rest, to stop reading, and to be content."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"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."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire days sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. 'The devil made me do it.' I have never made one of them do anything. Never. They live their own tiny lives. I do not live their lives for them."
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
"I think, well, I've had a shit of a life, all things considered. It wasn't fair. Everyone I've ever loved is dead, and my leg hurts all the bloody time... But I think, any God that can do sunsets like that, a different one every night... 'Strewth, well, you've got to respect the old bastard, haven't you?"
Neil Gaiman, Season of Mists
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