Quotes from Stephen King

Sometimes God dillies and dallies, and sometimes he just points at you and tells you to hang up your jock.

The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we're still alive, after all.

Leaving for the night, it came to me. What I should have told her. Life goes on - that's what I should have said. That's what you say to people when a loved one dies. But, thinking it over, I was glad I didn't. Because maybe that's what she was afraid of.

Ka-mai, yes. Not just a fool, but ka's fool - a fool of destiny.

I discovered something that night that most people never have to learn: murder is sin, murder is damnation (surely of one's own mind and spirit, even if the atheists are right and there is no afterlife), but murder is also work.

Lisbon Taxi,' a woman said, 'where the mileage is always smileage. How may we help you today?

She wasn't wearing makeup that night, and didn't need any. The moonlight was her makeup.

The TV is showing another of those reality things, a program that pimps a bunch of good-looking young women to a hunky bachelor who looks like he might have the IQ of a floor lamp.

A veces, las víctimas de una larga enfermedad se convierten en seres ariscos y tiránicos. La imagen del enfermo sufrido y santo es falsa.

zivot je tezak, ako si slab.

In a real dark night of the soul, Scott Fitzgerald had said, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

Margaret had a face like the ass end of a gasoline truck and a body to match.

Seventy years after Hiroshima and Nagasaki were obliterated by atomic bombs, the world is still here even though many nations have atomic weapons, even though primitive human emotions still hold sway over rational thought and superstition masquerading as religion still guides the course of human politics.

Jesus, sometimes I can't believe how dumb people can be. They ought to make it a law that you have to get a license, or at least a learner's permit, before you're allowed to talk. Until you pass your Talker's Test, you should have to be a mute. It would solve a lot of problems.

I the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.

Grammar is not just a pain in the ass; it's the pole you grab to get your thoughts up on their feet and walking. Besides, all those simple sentences worked for Hemingway, didn't they? Even when he was drunk on his ass, he was a fucking genius.

Things slowed down for awhile. Sometimes that happens. The pot boils, and then, just before it can boil over, some hand — God, fate, maybe plain coincidence — lowers the heat. I mentioned this once to Wireman and he said life is like Friday on a soap opera. It gives you the illusion that everything is going to wrap up, and then the same old shit starts up on Monday.

Never tell a lie when you can tell the truth. The truth isn't always the safest course, but mostly it is.

Soy tres mujeres. Soy la que era; soy la que no tenía derecho a ser pero era; soy la mujer a la que has salvado.Te doy las gracias, pistolero.

I also employed the world-famous Hemingway Defense. Although never clearly articulated (it would not be manly to do so), the Hemingway Defense goes something like this: as a writer, I am a very sensitive fellow, but I am also a man, and real men don't give in to their sensitivities. Only sissy-men do that. Therefore I drink. How else can I face the existential horror of it all and continue to work?

Life is short and pain is long...

Las personas con un alto nivel de tolerancia al aburrimiento tienen tiempo de sobra para pensar.

As his arms went around her, she wondered how much of the human race understood about hugging- how good it was, and how a person could want to do it for hours on end. She supposed some did understand, but doubted that they were in the majority. To fully understand about hugging, maybe you had to have missed a lot of it.

Readers have a loyalty that cannot be matched anywhere else in the creative arts.