Writing is seduction. Good talk is part of seduction. If not so, why do so many couples who start the evening at… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Let’s talk, you and I. Let’s talk about fear. The house is empty as I write this; a cold February rain is… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Do I know what people say? Sure. I shrug it off. what else can you do? Stop people from talking? You might… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
In small towns people scent the wind with noses of uncommon keenness. — Stephen King Copy Share Image
The wind makes you ache is some place that is deeper than your bones. It may be that it touches something old… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Time is a keyhole.... We sometimes bend and peer through it. And the wind we feel on our cheeks when we do--the… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
He remembered waking up once, listening to the wind, thinking of all the dark and rushing cold outside and all the warmth… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
You can see the goldenrod, that most tenacious and pernicious and beauteous of all New England flora, bowing away from the wind… — 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
