Quotes from Stephen King

And didn't they say that, although curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought the beast back?

When it's all doom and dark outside and only you inside to first make a light then tend it, you have to be a bitch.

We rarely get what we imagine in this world.

Youth is a wonderful thing," said Mr. Harrigan. "What a shame it's wasted on children.

Each thing I do I rush through so I can do something else.'

They'll float, it growled, they float, Georgie, and when you're down here with me, you'll float, too-

Also, I'm angry. I know life is hard, I think everyone knows that in their hearts, but why does it have to be cruel, as well? Why does it have to bite?

Our memories have voices, too. Often sad ones that clamor like raised arms in the dark.

Hodges has read there are wells in Iceland so deep you can drop a stone down them and never hear the splash. He thinks some human souls are like that.

The road, and the mysteries that lie along it, calls out to none as it calls to the young.

We never know which lives we influence, or when, or why. Not until the future eats the present, anyway. We know when it's too late.

Don't look back, never look back. How often do people tell themselves that after an experience that is exceptionally good (or exceptionally bad?)? Often, I suppose. And the advice usually goes unheeded. Humans were built to look back; that's why we have tat swivel joint in our necks.

The world is a worst case scenario and I'm afraid that all you sense is true

How many times, over how many years, had he—a grown man—asked for the mercy of another chance? He was suddenly so sick of himself, so revolted, that he could have groaned aloud.

If being a kid is about learning how to live, then being an adult is about learning how to die.

He thinks writing is also a kind of war, one you fight with yourself. The story is what you carry and every time you add to it, it gets heavier.

Because things like this you can only ssay once. And you either get it wrong or right, it's the end either way, because it's too hard to ever try to say again.

The Tower. He would come to the Dark Tower and there he would sing their names; there he would sing their names; there he would sing all their names. The sun stained the east a dusky rose, and at last Roland, no longer the last gunslinger but one of the last three, slept and dreamed his angry dreams through which there ran only that one soothing blue thread: There I will sing all their names!

Of course it's heavier, he thought. It's got my grief in it. I pull it along with me everywhere I go, so I do.

Of course when you were running with the bottom dogs, what you mostly saw were paws, claws, and assholes.

The Overlook was still not done with him. Written on the mirror, not in lipstick but in blood, was a single word: REDRUM

We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.

The brain is a muscle that can move the world.

With six weeks' worth of recuperation time, you'll also be able to see any glaring holes in the plot or character development. And listen--if you spot a few of these big holes, you are forbidden to feel depressed about them or to beat up on yourself. Screw-ups happen to the best of us.