The Graveyard Book, Neil Gaiman

 

Bod put his hands in his pockets and began to walk, not certain where he was going. He would leave the school, he thought, just as he had left the graveyard. He would go somewhere no one knew him, and he would sit in a library all day and read books and listen to people breathing. He wondered if there were still deserted islands in the world, like the one on which Robinson Crusoe had been shipwrecked. He would go and live on one of those.

-Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

How do you know a children’s book is worth keeping? You know it when the book appeals to your seven-year-old self, seventeen-year-old self and twenty-seven-year-old self. Neil Gaiman can weave magic. Like the social media peeps say, #neilgaiman is #bae.

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