Quotes from Wolves of the Calla

“It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“She put a hand on his hip and turned him to her. "But things could go wrong, so i want to tell you something while it's just the two of us, Eddie. I want to tell you how much I love you." She spoke simply, with no drama.
I know you do," he said, "but I'll be damned if I know why."
Because you made me feel whole," she said. "When I was younger, I used to vacillate between thinking love was this great and glorious mystery and thinking it was just something a bunch of Hollywood move producers made up to sell more tickets in the Depression, when Dish Night kind of played out."
Eddie laughed.
Now I think that all of us are born with a hole in our hearts, and we go around looking for the person who can fill it. You...Eddie, you fill me up.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Your man Jesus seems to me a bit of a son of a bitch when it comes to women,´Roland said. ´Was He ever married?´
The corners of Callahan's mouth quirked. ´No´ he said, ´but His girlfriend was a whore.´
´Well,´ Roland said, ´that's a start.´”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“I wanted to say goodbye to someone, and have someone say goodbye to me. The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we´re still alive.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the good byes that tell us we're still alive.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“If,' Roland said. 'An old teacher of mine used to call it the only word a thousand letters long.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Eddie saw great things and near misses. Albert Einstein as a child, not quite struck by a run-away milk-wagon as he crossed a street. A teenage boy named Albert Schweitzer getting out of a bathtub and not quite stepping on the cake of soap lying beside the pulled plug. A Nazi Oberleutnant burning a piece of paper with the date and place of the D-Day Invasion written on it. He saw a man who intended to poison the entire water supply of Denver die of a heart attack in a roadside rest-stop on I-80 in Iowa with a bag of McDonald’s French fries on his lap. He saw a terrorist wired up with explosives suddenly turn away from a crowded restaurant in a city that might have been Jerusalem. The terrorist had been transfixed by nothing more than the sky, and the thought that it arced above the just and unjust alike. He saw four men rescue a little boy from a monster whose entire head seemed to consist of a single eye.
But more important than any of these was the vast, accretive weight of small things, from planes which hadn’t crashed to men and women who had come to the correct place at the perfect time and thus founded generations. He saw kisses exchanged in doorways and wallets returned and men who had come to a splitting of the way and chosen the right fork. He saw a thousand random meetings that weren’t random, ten thousand right decisions, a hundred thousand right answers, a million acts of unacknowledged kindness. He saw the old people of River Crossing and Roland kneeling in the dust for Aunt Talitha’s blessing; again heard her giving it freely and gladly. Heard her telling him to lay the cross she had given him at the foot of the Dark Tower and speak the name of Talitha Unwin at the far end of the earth. He saw the Tower itself in the burning folds of the rose and for a moment understood its purpose: how it distributed its lines of force to all the worlds that were and held them steady in time’s great helix. For every brick that landed on the ground instead of some little kid’s head, for every tornado that missed the trailer park, for every missile that didn’t fly, for every hand stayed from violence, there was the Tower.
And the quiet, singing voice of the rose. The song that promised all might be well, all might be well, that all manner of things might be well.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“May your first day in hell last ten thousand years, and may it be the shortest.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“It didn´t occur to me until later that there´s another truth, very simple: greed in a good cause is still greed.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Head clear. Mouth shut. See much. Say little.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Ka works and the world moves on.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Definition Of A Wanderer: A guy who's always looking beyond”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Jake stood on the corner of Second and Forty-sixth, looking at a board fence about five feet high. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. From the darkness beyond the fence cam a strong harmonic humming. The sound of many voices, all singing together. Singing one vast open note. 'Here is yes,' the voices said. 'Here is you may. Here is the good turn, the fortunate meeting, the fever that broke just before dawn and left your blood calm. Here is the wish that came true and the understanding eye. Here is the kindness you were given and thus learned to pass on. Here is the sanity and clarity you thought were lost. Here, everything is all right.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Time is a face on the water”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“The expression Jake saw on all the faces, oldest to youngest, was the same: pure joy. Not just that, he thought, and remembered a phrase his English teacher had used about how some books make us feel: the ecstasy of perfect recognition.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Wandering’s the most addictive drug there is, I think, and every hidden road leads on to a dozen more.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“That life was richer,' a voice deep in his mind whispered. 'This one is truer,' whispered another, even deeper.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“At first everything went according to plan and they called it ka. When things began going wrong and the dying started, they called that ka, too. Ka, the gunslinger could have told them, was often the last thing you had to rise above.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“...first the smiles, then the lies. Last comes gunfire.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“If being a grown-up really meant knowing better, why did his father go on smoking three packs of unfiltered cigarettes a day and snorting cocaine until his nose bled? If being a grown-up gave you some sort of special knowledge of the right things to do, how come his mother was sleeping with her masseuse, who had huge biceps and no brains?”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“I wanted to leave. Every day the sun would set a little earlier, and every day I’d feel the call of those roads, those highways in hiding, a little more strongly. Some of it might have been the fabled geographic cure, to which I believe I have already alluded. It’s a wholly illogical but nonetheless powerful belief that things will change for the better in a new place; that the urge to self-destruct will magically disappear.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“If,” Roland said. “An old teacher of mine used to call it the only word a thousand letters long.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“For Gilead and the Calla!" he roared. "Now, gunslingers! Now, you Sisters of Oriza! Now, now! Kill them! No Quarter! Kill them all!”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Time, Eddie had decided during this period, was in large part created by external events. When a lot of interesting shit was happening, time seemed to go by fast. If you got stuck with nothing but the usual boring shit, it slowed down. And when everything stopped happening, time apparently quit altogether. Just packed up and went to Coney Island. Weird but true.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“But how you feel and how long you feel it doesn’t always have a lot to do with objective truth.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves, don’t we?”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

“Also, I suppose I wanted to say goodbye to someone, and have someone say goodbye to me. The goodbyes we speak and the goodbyes we hear are the goodbyes that tell us we're still alive, after all.”
― Stephen King, quote from Wolves of the Calla

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