Stephen King · 583 pages
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“Black as night and as beautiful as forever.”
“This is nine! Nine! This is nine! Nine! This is ten! Ten! We have killed your friends! Every friend is now dead! This is six! Six!"
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"Eighteen! This is now eighteen! Take cover when the siren sounds! This is four! Four!"
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"Five! This is five! Ignore the siren! Even if you leave this room, you can never leave this room! Eight! This is eight!"
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"Six!' the phone screamed. 'Six, this is six, this is goddam fucking SIX!”
“Luck was a joke. Even good luck was just bad luck with its hair combed.”
“Ka was a wheel; it was also a net from which none ever escaped.”
“But in the wake of 'Bullet,' all the guys wanted to know was, 'How's it doing? How's it selling?' How to tell them I didn't give a flying fuck how it was doing in the marketplace, that what I cared about was how it was doing in the reader's heart?”
“A cat won't curry favor even if it's in their best interests to do so. A cat can't be a hypocrite. If more preachers were like cats, this would be a more religious country.”
“A library card is good to have, you can never have too much ID.”
“Stories are artifacts, not really made things which we create and can take credit for, but pre-existing objects which we dig up.”
“It might be that the biggest division in the world isn't men and women but folks who like cats and folks who like dogs" - (L.T.'s Theory of Pets)”
“...writers are often the worst judges of what they have written.”
“When creative people do their best work, they're hardly ever in charge, they're just sort of rolling along with their eyes shut yelling wheee.”
“Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mystifying questions were raised: 'Ka.”
“If something got you to turn off T.V. , it's a total success”
“But who can foresee such things? None of us can predict the final outcomes of our actions, and few of us even try; most of us just do what we do to prolong a moment's pleasure or to stop the pain. And even when we act for the noblest reasons, the last link of the chain all too often drips with someone's blood.”
“Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye.”
“A broken spoon may become a fork.”
“Say, darling, I'm giving you this wonderful present, it's a machine that eats at one end and shits out the other, it's going to run for fifteen years, give or take, merry fucking Christmas.”
“Any fool who can pucker is apt to whistle past the graveyard.”
“Eventual, as Pug used to say. When he wanted to say something was really good, he's never say it was awesome, like most people do; he'd say it was eventual. How funny is that? The old Pugmeister. I wonder how he's doing.”
“That voice didn’t have logic on its side, but it didn’t need to. It had good lungs and just outscreamed logic.”
“On some level I believed him completely, as we always believe on some level, the worst thing our hearts can imagine”
“I never read the paper myself. Why bother? It's the same old shit day in and day out, dictators beating the ching-chong out of people weaker than they are, men in uniforms beating the ching-chong out of soccer balls or footballs, politicians kissing babies and kissing ass.”
“All I wanted was eighteen holes of golf on Saturday afternoon, and instead I turned into Snow White with hair on my chest.”
“No me interesa la credibilidad, sino la libertad, y he descubierto que escribir puede proporcionarla. ”
“I opened the door of the Mercedes and got in. Man, that smell. It’s leather, but not just leather. You know how, in Monopoly, there’s a Get-Out-of-Jail-Free card? When you’re rich enough to afford a car that smells like Mr. Sharpton’s gray Mercedes, you must have a Get-Out-of-Everything-Free card.”
“Tell you something, my friend — if I worked hard and really wanted it, there might be a real Rembrandt on my wall someday.
Sure.
In a job like this, there is nowhere to go but up.
In a way, that’s the scary part...”
“Are you a gunslinger, Roland? If you are, you better get ready.”
“If there's to be damnation, she had said, let it be of my choosing, not theirs. He knew a little about damnation himself… and he had an idea that the lessons, far from being done, were just beginning.”
“For people like us, little people who went scurrying through the world like mice in a cartoon, sometimes laughing at the assholes was the only revenge you could ever get.”
“Blanche reached out and clung to her sister's hand. Rose felt her thin mittened fingers clutching her own. She knew her sister was beginning to be frightened. But Rose was too caught up in the mystery to be afraid. She strained to hear the enchanted song Bear was listening to. Her heart was pounding, but to the rhythm of a marching drum, not fear. There was a sense of purpose here, and although she did not understand it, she rejoiced to be a part of it.”
“Mikal sintió un dolor que no podía soportar. Puso su mano en el fuego hasta que el dolor de su cuerpo forzó a remitir el dolor de su corazón. Entonces retiró la mano, la frotó y se preguntó por qué las heridas internas no podían curarse con tanta facilidad.”
“I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness. She would crush me to ashes without hesitation. She is a personality created to the limit. I worship her courage to hurt, and I am willing to be sacrificed to it. She will add the sum of me to her. She will be June plus all that I contain.”
“Malone is surly, scary and ugly,” I say. “So I’m gonna pass on him, if you don’t mind.” “I don’t know,” Chantal says. She looks past me. “What do you say, Malone? Want to go out with Maggie?”
“I say, I can not identify that thing which is called happiness, that thing whose token is a laugh, or a smile, or a silent serenity on the lip. I may have been happy, but it is not in my conscious memory now. Nor do I feel a longing for it, as though I had never had it; my spirit seeks different food from happiness, for I think I have a suspicion of what it is. I have suffered wretchedness, but not because of the absence of happiness, and without praying for happiness. I pray for peace -- for motionlessness -- for the feeling of myself, as of some plant, absorbing life without seeking it, and existing without individual sensation. I feel that there can be no perfect peace in individualness. Therefore, I hope one day to feel myself drank up into the pervading spirit animating all things. I feel I am an exile here. I still go straying.”
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