If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the t... by Stephen King

If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.

Stephen King

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I'd been raised by my parents to believe barfing your feelings on other people was the height of impoliteness.

parent believe people

I can't understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there's already so much pain in the world.

pain hurt people

Once, during the drinking phase, Wendy had accused him of desiring his own destruction but not possessing the necessary moral fiber to support a full-blown deathwish. So he manufactured ways in which other people could do it, lopping a piece at a time off himself and their family.

moral-fiber drinking people

Terrible thing to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time.

brooks redemption want

And then the world exploded. by Stephen King

And then the world exploded.

And suddenly it didn't seem to matter any more, nothing would matter if she could turn over, turn over and see the stars, turn over and look once and die.

stars matter looks

...they came to see what happened to their town, to see if it was indeed lying burnt and bleeding. Many of them also came to die.

bleeding towns lying

The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch. by Stephen King

The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch.

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly lighted squares of their windows saw him. They were inside, inside where there was light and warmth. They didn't know he had passed them; only he knew. It was a secret thing.

squares lonely light

She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong. She hurt all the time.

How many times, over how many years, had he—a grown man—asked for the mercy of another chance? He was suddenly so sick of himself, so revolted, that he could have groaned aloud.

That's the curse of the reading class. We can be seduced by a good story even at the most inopportune moments.

reading stories class

He had come to believe that life was a series of ironic ambushes.... by Stephen King

He had come to believe that life was a series of ironic ambushes. - Doctor Sleep

doctors sleep believe

Of course when you were running with the bottom dogs, what you mostly saw were paws, claws, and assholes.

dog paws running

The Overlook was still not done with him. Written on the mirror, not in lipstick but in blood, was a single word: REDRUM

mirrors done blood

The world was the Overlook Hotel, where the party never ended. Wh... by Stephen King

The world was the Overlook Hotel, where the party never ended. Where the dead were alive forever.

alive party forever

The shining. It was a good name, a comforting name, because she had always thought of it as a dark thing.

shining names dark

You’d be surprised what a person can live with,” Dan said. by Stephen King

You’d be surprised what a person can live with,” Dan said.

Want a Coke?” Abra asked. “Sugar solves lots of problems, that’s... by Stephen King

Want a Coke?” Abra asked. “Sugar solves lots of problems, that’s what I think.

sugar want thinking

The good thing about being old, is you don’t have to worry about... by Stephen King

The good thing about being old, is you don’t have to worry about dying young.

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