High school isn’t a very important place. When you’re going you think it’s a big deal, but when it’s over nobody really thinks it was great unless they’re beered up.
Come on back and we’ll see if you remember the simplest thing of all – how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.
Silent white light filled the world. And the righteous and unrighteous alike were consumed in that holy fire.
Cut him. Cut him while I stand here and watch. I want to see the blood flow. Don’t make me tell you twice.
Clear communication between selves – the surface self and the deep self – is the enemy of self-doubt. It slays confusion.
Art is the concrete artifact of faith and expectation, the realization of a world that would otherwise be little more than a veil of pointless consciousness stretched over a gulf of mystery.
Working with him was sort of like trying to defuse a bomb with somebody standing behind you and every now and then clashing a pair of cymbals together. In a word, upsetting.
Animals don’t know as much about jealousy as people, but they’re not ignorant of it, either.
Anyone who thinks impressions of old movie actors is funny absolutely cannot be trusted. I think it’s like a law of nature.
You’re dead, George. You just don’t have the sense to lie down.
Late last night and the night before, tommyknockers, tommyknockers knocking on my door. I wanna go out, don’t know if I can ’cuz I’m so afraid of the tommyknocker man.
In many ways, Eulah-Beulah prepared me for literary criticism. After having a two-hundred-pound babysitter fart on your face and yell Pow!, The Village Voice holds few terrors.
I’ve spread my legs in the backseat in a creative sense quite a few times.
I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12 – Jesus, did you?
And in the gunslinger’s mind, those words echoed: You dare not.
The color white is the absence of memory.
You don’t always talk with your mouth. Sometimes what you say with your mouth hardly matters at all. You have to signify.
I hope you liked them, Reader; that they did for you what any good story should do – make you forget the real stuff weighing on your mind for a little while and take you away to a place you’ve never been. It’s the most amiable sort of magic I know.
The things a man sees when he ain’t got a gun. – Watson the Caretaker.
If I kept saying it; if I kept reaching out. My accident really taught me just one thing: the only way to go on is to go on. To say ‘I can do this’ even when you know you can’t.