A slice of pie without cheese is like a kiss without a squeeze. Stephen King More Quotes by Stephen King More Quotes From Stephen King Memories are contrary things; if you quit chasing them and turn your back, they often return on their own. Stephen King quittingreturnmemories Any thoughts of guilt, any feelings of regret, had faded. The desert had baked them out. Stephen King regretguiltfeelings He began to cry, not hysterically or screaming as people cry when concealed rage with tears, but with continuous sobs who has just discovered that he's alone and will be for long. He cried because safety and reason seemed to have left the world. Loneliness was a reality, but in this situation madness was also remotely a possibility. Stephen King lonelinesslongreality She didn't see him at first. She was watching the dancers. Her color was high, and there were deep dimples at the corners of her mouth. She looked nine miles out of place, but he had never loved her more. This was Willa on the edge of a smile. Stephen King dancercolormouths When you're five and you hurt, you make a big noise in the world. At ten you whimper. But by the time you make fifteen you begin to eat the poisoned apples that grow on your own inner tree of pain. Stephen King applespainhurt There are all sorts of theories and ideas about what constitutes a good opening line. It's tricky thing, and tough to talk about because I don't think conceptually while I work on a first draft -- I just write. To get scientific about it is a little like trying to catch moonbeams in a jar. But there's one thing I'm sure about. An opening line should invite the reader to begin the story. It should say: Listen. Come in here. You want to know about this. Stephen King writingideasthinking and now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended Stephen King brokenheartyears In the stutter-flashes of light, the clouds look like huge transparent brains filled with bad thoughts. Stephen King lightbrainclouds 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. Stephen King lonelychangeblue I have spent a good many years since―too many, I think―being ashamed about what I write. I think I was forty before I realized that almost every writer of fiction or poetry who has ever published a line has been accused by someone of wasting his or her God-given talent. If you write (or paint or dance or sculpt or sing, I suppose), someone will try to make you feel lousy about it, that's all. Stephen King writingyearsthinking You are the grim, goal-oriented ones who will not believe that the joy is in the journey rather than the destination no matter how many times it has been proven to you. Stephen King goaljourneybelieve They were nice enough people and all, but there wasn't much love in them. Because they were too busy being afraid. Love didn't grow very well in a place where there was only fear, just as plants didn't grow very well in a place where it was always dark. Stephen King nicefeardark One night when my longing for her was like a fire burning out of control in my heart and my head, I wrote her a letter that just seemed to go on and on. I poured out my whole heart in it, never looking back to see what I'd said because I was afraid cowardice would make me stop. I didn't stop, and when a voice in my head clamored that it would be madness to mail such a letter, that I would be giving her my naked heart to hold in her hand, I ignored it with a child's breathless disregard of the consequences. Stephen King dreamlovechildren The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies. Stephen King neondarkworld Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye. Stephen King eyeheartmay Wanting more is just a recipe for heartache. Stephen King wanting-moreheartacherecipes Give a man or woman back his self-respect, and in most cases-not all, but most-you also give back that person's ability to think with at least some clarity. Stephen King selfmenthinking For me, that emotional payoff is what it’s all about. I want you to laugh or cry when you read a story...or do both at the same time. I want your heart, in other words. If you want to learn something, go to school. Stephen King emotionalheartschool Come to a book as you would come to an unexplored land. Come without a map. Explore it, and draw your own map.... A book is like a pump. It gives nothing unless first you give to it. Stephen King landgivingbook A library is a place where you can live a thousand lives. So why are you waiting when you could be living? Visit your library today. Stephen King librarywaitingtoday
