“She had brought graze to his life. It wasn't a word that had occurred to him until she was gone.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
The soil of a man’s heart is stonier; a man grows what he can and tends it. — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I do not kill with my gun; He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father. I kill… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Hearts are tough, Most times they don't break. Most times they are only bend — Stephen King Copy Share Image
She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong. She hurt all… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
The mind can calculate, but the spirit yearns, and the heart knows what the heart knows — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“None of this was real, after all. It was just a refuge in her mind.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“She supposed there was no surprise there; all you imagined, no matter how wild it might seem, was no more than a… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“All at once the world seemed very thin to her, more an idea than an actual thing, and barely there at all.… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
he looked to her like an absurd twentieth-century Hamlet, an indecisive figure so mesmerized by onrushing tragedy that he was helpless to… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“The record changer clicked; another record dropped down. In the sudden, brief silence, she heard something within her turn over. Perhaps only… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
When love leaves the world, all hearts are still. Tell them of my love and tell them of my pain and tell… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
You could not turn off love- even the rather absent, sometimes taken for granted love- the way you'd turn off a faucet.… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
She didn't see him at first. She was watching the dancers. Her color was high, and there were deep dimples at the… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I started to submit when I was twelve, and obviously at that time they weren't good enough, and I suppose in my… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“But in the wake of 'Bullet,' all the guys wanted to know was, 'How's it doing? How's it selling?' How to tell… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Calling it a simple schoolgirl crush was like saying a Rolls-Royce was a vehicle with four wheels, something like a hay-wagon. She… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I aim… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Rage-the biggest, truest rage of her adult life-had invaded her like a fever, but it wasn't like any fever she had known… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
When I was younger, I used to vacillate between thinking love was this great and glorious mystery and thinking it was just… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair - the sense that you can never completely… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth's doze had deepened into real sleep. Once she might have been young and beautiful. Once she might have been some young… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Friends. They aren’t any such thing as good friend or bad friend. Maybe there are just friend. People who stand by you… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
One night when my longing for her was like a fire burning out of control in my heart and my head, I… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I love you too much to lie to you, Lisey. I love you with all that passes for my heart. I suspect… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Then, instead of telling her that where there was life there was hope, or to let a smile be her umbrella, or… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye. — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“I'm Susannah Dean, the small and crippled," she said, "and I was raised to be polite, but not to suffer bullshit.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Could she lay hope to rest or did she have to carry it yet awhile longer?” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“She thought her heart would swell with happiness until it killed her.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as enemies and equals? — Stephen King Copy Share Image
The worst advice? 'Don't listen to the critics.' I think that you really ought to listen to the critics, because sometimes they're telling you… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“October 3, 2017 The clown, Hagarty said, looked like a cross between Ronald McDonald and that old TV clown, Bozo—or so he thought at… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“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.… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
It hurt, of course, but more often than not the best things do, I've found. — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“The idea that creative endeavor and mind-altering substances are entwined is one of the great pop-intellectual myths of our time... Creative people probably do… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“The sun had burned through and the day had gone from dull to dazzling, yet in the west blask-satin thunderheads continued to stack up.… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“God, you had enough time to have been through it three times. You've been through my stuff. I bet you over and let one… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Flakes of snow swirled and danced across the porch. The Overlook faced it as it had for nearly three-quarters of a century, its darkened… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“In that instant it all seemed to come clear to him- it came in a grisly flash of light, and he realized that the… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Who gets to be best-liked in any community? Who is the most trusted? Why, the man who does the dirty job, of course, and… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“¿Lo ves, tonto? Volvió a regañarse. Tú lo inventaste todo, gato asustado. No fue más que tu imaginación, gato asustado, gato asustado... No te… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
