He killed them with their love.
Just go on dancing with me like this forever and I’ll never tire. We’ll scrape our shoe on the stars and hang upside down from the moon.
Oh, there were all sorts of things to wonder about, but the truth was simple: here stood this door alone on an endless stretch of beach, and it was for only one of two things: opening or leaving closed.
Roland could not understand why anyone would want cocaine or any other illegal drug, for that matter, in a world where such a powerful one as sugar was so plentiful and cheap.
I think you’re a taker. You’ve always been one. It’s like God left some part of you out when He built you inside of me.
His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.
It’s how we see the world that keeps the darkness beyond at bay. Keeps it from pouring through and devouring us. I think all of us might know that, way down deep.
It’s hard enough for a person to keep their own socks pulled up, let alone someone else’s.
Put an egg in your shoe and beat it, make like a tree and leave, imitate an amoeba and split.
It was really amazing the number of hard hits from which a mind could recover.
It’s a writer’s job to carve with language, to hew close to the bone.
Whatever came to mind, whatever came to hand, I would read.
I started to submit when I was twelve, and obviously at that time they weren’t good enough, and I suppose in my heart of hearts I knew it. But you have to start sooner or later, you have to dig in.
If I can get it down on paper without puking all over the word processor, then as far as I’m concerned, it’s fit to see the light of day.
For me, good description usually consists of a few well-chosen details that will stand for everything else.
It’s “Merry Christmas” at our house. Whatever it is at yours, have a happy one. And be good to somebody.
When you stack up all the years we are allowed against all there is to read, time is very short indeed.
When I start a story, I don’t know where it’s going.
I’ve taken off two months, three months at a time, and, by the end, I get really squirrelly. My night life, my dream life, gets extremely populated and crazed.
As always at these times when he felt really in need of God the front of his mind was serene, but the deeper part, where faith did constant battle with doubt, was terrified that there would be no answer.