Quotes About Gunslinger

A gunslinger knows pride, that invisible bone that keeps the neck stiff.

Kill if you will, but command me nothing!' the gunslinger roared. 'You have forgotten the faces of those who made you!

Mona was half ninja, half gunslinger, popping off charge after charge into the blue creatures.

The Dark Tower: Gunslinger Born; The Dark Tower: The Long Road Home; The Dark Tower: Treachery; The Dark Tower: The Sorcerer (one-shot comic, not collected); The Dark Tower: Fall of Gilead; The Dark Tower: The Battle of Jericho Hill and The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger – The Journey Begins.

Stephen King, The Gunslinger

Death, but not for you, gunslinger. Never for you. You darkle. You tinct. May I be brutally frank? You go on.

Yet suppose further. Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met at a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. And within it, a stairway, perhaps rising to the Godhead itself. Would you dare climb to the top, gunslinger? Could it be that somewhere above all of endless reality, there exists a room?...' You dare not.' And in the gunslinger's mind, those words echoed: You dare not.

Death, but not for you, gunslinger.

What a paragon of virtue you are, gunslinger! the man in black laughed.

The gunslinger said, I used to think the most terrible thing would be to reach the Dark Tower and find the top room empty. The God of all universes either dead or nonexistent in the first place. But now...suppose there is someone there, Eddie? Someone in charge who turns out to be... He couldn't finish. Eddie could. Someone who turns out to be just another bumhug? Is that it? God not dead but feeble-minded and malicious?

A gunslinger knows pride, that invisible bone that keeps the neck stiff.

I denied Discordia and regret nothing; I have spat into the bodiless eyes of the Crimson King and rejoice; I threw my lot with the gunslinger and the White and never once questioned the choice.

I deal in lead! Roland called, and Eddie felt goose-bumps pebble his arms.

Beg your pardon, the gunslinger said. I was wool-gathering.

Yet suppose further. Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met in a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. A stairway, perhaps, to the Godhead itself. Would you dare, gunslinger? Could it be that somewhere above all of endless reality, there exists a Room...? You dare not. You dare not. Someone has dared, the gunslinger said. Who would that be? God, the gunslinger said softly. His eyes gleamed. God has dared...or is the room empty, seer?

The gunslinger waited for the time of the drawing and dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would some day come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle.

I understood it, the boy said. It was a game, wasn't it? Do grown men always have to play games? Does everything have to be an excuse for another kind of game? Do any men grow up or do they only come of age? You don't know everything, the gunslinger said, trying to hold his slow anger. No. But I know what I am to you. And what is that? The gunslinger asked tightly. A poker chip.

The hawk does not fear you, boy, and the hawk never will. The hawk is God's gunslinger.

We see in part, and thus is the mirror of prophecy darkened." There are other worlds, gunslinger, and other demons. These waters are deep. Watch for the doorways. Watch for the roses and the unfound doorways.

James Butler Hickok was the most famous gunslinger of the Old West; a man known to be reluctant to shoot, but when it became necessary, his draw was "as quick as thought" and his aim was always true.

My teen-beat afternoon clarified everything for me. I had to get back to where I was who I was, a son of New Jersey, gunslinger, bar band king, small-town local hero, big fish in a little pond and breadwinner. Right

Coach Nagy has a gunslinger mentality.

What a paragon of virtue you are, gunslinger!" the man in black laughed.

it was a concept album from 1989 based off The Gunslinger by Stephen King—featuring songs like 'Different Seasons' and 'Mohaine Desert.