She never looked twice at me in the daytime, but at night, as I lay in bed and drifted toward sleep, we ran away from the cruel world of reality again and again.
He even considered the idea that the shock might extinguish them and they’d simply whiff out like candle flames in a strong gust of wind, but he didn’t believe that, either .
Well, that’s the thing about dressing up in an outfit, isn’t it?” His smile was gone. Now he looked pale and grim. Like everyone else in Derry, in other words. “When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.
It’s okay,’ he said. ‘I mean, it’s not great, but it’s okay.
It doesn’t matter if you’re talking 1958, 1985, or 2011. In America, where surface has always passed for substance, people always believe guys like Frank Dunning.
He understood a great many things about his parents, and he knew that many times they didn’t like his understandings and many other times refused to believe them.
She had brought graze to his life. It wasn’t a word that had occurred to him until she was gone.
He saw only that his wife hated him and he felt staggered by it, all alone. He felt awful. This was what oncoming death felt like.
Men. There seemed to be no escape from them.
There was no miraculous breackthrough that afternoon, unless it was the ordinary miracle that comes with any attempt to create something.
Kids were better at almost dying, and they were also better at incorporating the inexplicable into their lives. They believed implicitly in the invisible world. Miracles both bright and dark were to be taken into consideration, oh yes, most certainly, but they by no means stopped the world.
The swaying figure’s white, haggard face was rough with beard-stubble. His shirt was in tatters which blew back behind him in twisted ribbons, showing the starved stack of his ribs. A filthy rag was wrapped around his right hand. He looked sick, sick and dying, but even so he also looked tough enough to make Andolini feel like a soft-boiled egg.
If you want your freedom so badly, Paul,” Annie said, “I’ll be happy to grant it to you.” She pulled back both hammers.
Wenn die Lage schlimm genug wurde, schien irgendwie immer jemand einen Strick zum Lynchen zu finden.
I always wondered about growing up. It’s mostly lies.” “It wasn’t growing up,” the gunslinger said. “I never grew up all at once. I did it one place and another along the way. I saw a man hung once. That was part of it, though I didn’t know it then. I left a girl in a place called King’s Town twelve years ago. That was another part. I never knew any of the parts when they happened. Only later I knew that.
He had never hated her for healing... She had done her time in hell... But she had come out. There had been Before, there had been Hell, there had been After, and there had been After-After.
If it looks like an alien relic bought at a junk-shop or yard sale where you can hardly remember stopping, you’re ready.
Mike’s breath caught, as if on a thorn.
The most terrifying thing was how trusting people were.
I slapped her across the face. I didn’t think about it, I just did it, and few things in my adult life have given me so much pleasure.