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Quote by Neil Gaiman

“Nothing’s changed. You’ll go home. You’ll be bored. You’ll be ignored. No one will listen to you, not really listen to you. You’re too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don’t even get your name right.”

Quote by Neil Gaiman

Work

Coraline is a fantasy novel that explores themes of identity, family, and the fear of the unknown. The story follows Coraline, a young girl who moves to a new home and discovers a parallel world where she is desired by a mother figure who is eerily similar to her own. As Coraline navigates this strange new world, she must confront her deepest fears and decide whether to return to her real life. more

Author

Neil Gaiman, born on November 10, 1960, is a renowned British author. His works span across various genres including fantasy, horror, and science fiction, with notable titles such as 'American Gods' and 'Good Omens'. Gaiman's writing style is distinctive and has won him a dedicated fan base. more

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