Quotes from Stephen King

Did it [cocaine] for about eight years. Not a terribly long time to be an addict I guess, but it is longer than World War II.

We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.

We lie best when we lie to ourselves.

There are books full of great writing that don't have very good stories. Read sometimes for the story... don't be like the book-snobs who won't do that. Read sometimes for the words--the language. Don't be like the play-it-safers who won't do that. But when you find a book that has both a good story and good words, treasure that book.

Writing isn't about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it's about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It's about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy.

When all else fails, give up and go to the library.

There's no bitch on earth like a mother frightened for her kids.

Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us just get up and go to work.

Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not.

Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule.

Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.

FEAR stands for fuck everything and run.

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don't.

Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters.

Maybe there aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.

Write with the door closed, rewrite with the door open.

Nobody likes a clown at midnight

Friends. They aren't any such thing as good friend or bad friend. Maybe there are just friend. People who stand by you when you're hurt and who helped you feel not so lonely. Maybe there are worth being scared for and hoping for and living for. Maybe worth dying for too. If that what has to be. No bad friends. Only people you want. Need to be with. People who build their houses in your heart.

Kill your darlings, kill your darlings, even when it breaks your egocentric little scribbler's heart, kill your darlings.

The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there...and still on your feet.

In many cases when a reader puts a story aside because it 'got boring,' the boredom arose because the writer grew enchanted with his powers of description and lost sight of his priority, which is to keep the ball rolling.

And will I tell you that these three lived happily ever after? I will not, for no one ever does. But there was happiness. And they did live.

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

there's no harm in hoping for the best as long as you're prepared for the worst.