It’s best to have your tools with you. If you don’t, you’re apt to find something you didn’t expect and get discouraged.

…fear is actually an acronym for Fuck Everything And Run.

the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood …

I deal in lead! Roland called, and Eddie felt goose-bumps pebble his arms.

When certain seeds are planted, they nearly always grow.

O te consagras a vivir o te dedicas a morir.

I started after him…and the clown looked back. I saw Its eyes, and all at once I understood who It was.””Who was it, Don?” Harold Gardner asked softly.”It was Derry,” Don Hagarty said. “It was...

Questa volta la voce non venne dalla luna. Questa volta venne da sotto il letto.

Some werewolves are hairy on the inside.

He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies into a letter slot.

No one ever forgets a toy that made him or her supremely happy as a child, even if that toy is replaced by one like it that is much nicer.

Animals don’t know as much about jealousy as people, but they’re not ignorant of it, either.

He thought that fat boys were probably only allowed to love pretty girls inside. If he told anyone how he felt (not that he had anyone to tell), that person would probably laugh until he...

For a woman a man will do many things that he’d turn his back on in an instant when alone; things he’d back away from, nine times out of ten, even when drunk adn with...

I hope he died of intestinal cancer in a part of the world where morphine is as of yet undiscovered.

I’m going out for a bottle of champagne. We’re going to get bombed.

The sky was the yellow color of old cheese and the clouds flew across it, as if they had seen something horrifying in the desert wastes where they had so lately been.

Humor is almost always anger with its make-up on.

The world was full of monsters, and they were all allowed to bite the innocent and the unwary

It don’t matter if you believe in God Nick, he believes in you.

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...

As it happened, all three of us turned out to be real writers–a coincidence almost too large to be termed mere coincidence in a society where literally tens of thousands (maybe hundreds of thousands) of...

Everybody trusts a guy in a raincoat. I don’t know why. It’s just one of those mystery facts.

The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.

I changed it. I had to. Do you know why?” She studied him, her eyes grave. “Because that was then and this is now. Because the past is gone, even though it defines the present.

Louis was often struck by Gage’s speech, not because it was cute, but because he thought that small children all sounded like immigrants learning a foreign language in some helter-skelter but fairly amiable way. He...

It was really amazing the number of hard hits from which a mind could recover.

His so-fucking-vivid imagination rarely gave him the horrors, but when it did, God help him. God help him once it was warmed up. It was not only warmed up now, it was hot and running...

I am your number one fan.

I can see your dirtypillows.

The thought process can never be complete without articulation.

Conocía las respuestas a casi todas las preguntas que él mismo formulaba. Así la vida era más sencilla.

Valuables. That was a hot one, Richards thought, unbuttoning his shirt. He had an empty wallet with a few pictures of Sheila and Cathy, a receipt for a shoe sole he had replaced at the...

It’s hard enough for a person to keep their own socks pulled up, let alone someone else’s.

Ya no se trataba sólo de «,Puedes?» para empezar el libro. Por primera vez en muchos años, escuchaba aquella pregunta casi cada día y… estaba descubriendo que podía.

En esos momentos se había puesto a escribir, no porque tuviese que hacerlo, sino porque era una forma de escapar de los problemas.

Baseball is also a game of balance.

It’s hard for me to believe that people who read very little (or not at all in some cases) should presume to write and expect people to like what they have written.

So what, ghosts can’t hurt you. That’s what I thought then.

A little arrogance (or even a lot) isn’t such a bad thing, although your mother undoubtedly told you different. Mine did. “Pride goeth before a fall, Stephen”, she said… and then I found out –...

What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common….

Sometimes dead is better

You ought to sue that son of a whore

Almost everyone can remember losing his or her virginity, and most writers can remember the first book he/she put down thinking: I can do better than this. Hell, I am doing better than this! What...

remember Stephen King’s First Rule of Writers and Agents, learned by bitter personal experience: You don’t need one until you’re making enough for someone to steal … and if you’re making that much, you’ll be...

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, I’m suh-suh-SORRY—” And then they were around him, his friends, and no one lit a match, and someone held him, he didn’t know who, Beverly maybe, or maybe Ben, or...

Books are a uniquely portable magic.

Pain is the biggest power of love.” That’s what Wireman says.

Why is it that so many people think all the answers are in their wallet?

Friends come in and out of our lives, like busboys in a restaurant.