Quotes from Stephen King

Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.

Although emotionally delicate and eminently bruisable, teenagers are short on empathy. That comes later in life, if it comes at all.

You know, schizoid behavior is a pretty common thing in children. It's accepted, because all we adults have this unspoken agreement that children are lunatics.

And I wonder if there is really any point to what I'm doing, or what I'm supposed to make of a world where a man can get rich playing let's pretend

Terrible thing to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time.

If our faith is strong, we'll go to heaven, and we'll understand the whole thing when we get there. As if life were a joke, and heaven the place where the cosmic punchline is finally explained to us.

Ninety-eight percent of what goes on in people's heads is none of their smucking business.

sometimes an accident can be an unhappy womans best friend

Most people are sheep and sheep don't eat meat

Once, during the drinking phase, Wendy had accused him of desiring his own destruction but not possessing the necessary moral fiber to support a full-blown deathwish. So he manufactured ways in which other people could do it, lopping a piece at a time off himself and their family.

They say that loving eyes can never see, but that's a fool's axiom. Sometimes, they see too much

Because the difference between seeing and not seeing can be the difference between living and dying.

Grammar is...the pole you grab to get your thoughts up on their feet and walking.

Take the dead from the dead, the old proverb said; only a corpse may speak true prophecy.

They say suicides and murderers go to Hell. If so, I will know my way around, because I've been there for the last eight years.

Like the scorpion said to the maiden as she lay dying, 'You knowed I was poison when you picked me up.' 

He found himself still with too many questions and not enough answers.

Sometimes you have to go on when you don't feel like it, and sometimes you're doing good work when if feels like all you're managing is to shovel shit from a sitting position.

The sleep of reason breeds monsters.

But writers INVITE ghosts, maybe; along with actors and artists, they are the only totally accepted mediums of our society. They make worlds that never were, populate them with people who never existed, and then invite us to join them in their fantasies. And we do it, don't we? Yes. We PAY to do it.

What I'd show you is much more bizarre than anything we have looked at so far, and I warn you in advance that the first impulse will be to laugh. That's all right. Laugh if you must. Just don't take your eye off what you see, for even in your imagination, here is a creature who can do you damage.

Everything goes away, Jack Sawyer, like the moon. Everything comes back, like the moon.

Love among the ruins... I'll tell you something, my friend: Weird love's better than no love at all.

Black as night and as beautiful as forever.