Your hair is winter fire,January embers.My heart burns there, too.-Stephen King, IT

Such an ego simply forbade certain lines of thought.

Close your eyes and click your heals three times…because there’s no place like Dome.

The most classic horror tale of this latter type is the Old Testament story of Job, who becomes human Astro-Turf in a kind of spiritual Superbowl between God and Satan.

Life is fair. We all get the same nine-month shake in the box, and then the dice roll. Some people get a run of sevens. Some people, unfortunately, get snake-eyes. Its just how the world...

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.

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.

A dor era como um pontão velho, por vezes estava encoberto, e outras, visível, mas sempre presente.

Give me just enough information so that I can lie convincingly.