The last good time always comes, and when you see the darkness creeping toward you, you hold on to what was bright and good. You hold on for dear life.
My father had taught me – mostly by example – that if a man wanted to be in charge of his life, he had to be in charge of his problems.
They were trying to run, trying to hide. But the rock would not hide them; the dead tree gave no shelter.
I can’t understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there’s already so much pain in the world.
By the time I was fourteen the nail in my wall would no longer support the weight of the rejection slips impaled upon it. I replaced the nail with a spike and went on writing.
Terrible thing to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won’t have to be afraid all the time.
And then the world exploded.
And suddenly it didn’t seem to matter any more, nothing would matter if she could turn over, turn over and see the stars, turn over and look once and die.
The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch.
She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong. She hurt all the time.
How many times, over how many years, had he – a grown man – asked for the mercy of another chance? He was suddenly so sick of himself, so revolted, that he could have groaned aloud.
That’s the curse of the reading class. We can be seduced by a good story even at the most inopportune moments.
He had come to believe that life was a series of ironic ambushes. – Doctor Sleep.
The Overlook was still not done with him. Written on the mirror, not in lipstick but in blood, was a single word: REDRUM.
The world was the Overlook Hotel, where the party never ended. Where the dead were alive forever.
The shining. It was a good name, a comforting name, because she had always thought of it as a dark thing.
FEAR stands for face everything and recover – Old AA saying.
The good thing about being old, is you don’t have to worry about dying young.
Time is a face on the water.
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