I think most kids have a place they go to when they’re scared or lonely or just plain bored. They call it NeverLand or The Shire, Boo’ya Moon if they’ve got big imaginations and make it up for themselves. Most of them forget. The talented few – like Scott – harness their dreams and turn them into horses.
That rational voice was right to be frightened. There’s something in us that is very much attracted to madness. Everyone who looks off the edge of a tall building has felt a faint, morbid urge to jump.
So for a moment the gunslinger merely stood inside the door, first amazed, then ironically amused. Here he was in a world which struck him dumb with fresh wonders seemingly at every step, a world where carriages flew trough the air and paper seemed as cheap as sand. And the newest wonder was simply that for these people, wonder had run out: here, in a place of miracles, he saw only dull faces and plodding bodies.
The wheels of progress; sooner or later they took you back to where you started from.
Dying was a part of living. You had to keep tuning in to that if you expected to be a whole person. And if the fact of your own death was hard to understand, at least it wasn’t impossible to accept.
Once you eliminate the natural, whatever remains must be supernatural?
Time-travelers lie a lot.
His head... it exploded. As if someone had scooped out his brains and put a hand grenade in his skull.
Hadn’t somebody said that perfect paranoia and perfect awareness were the same thing?
God loves to make a man break a vow.
Looking up at that starry sky gave him the creeps: it was too big, too black. It was all too possible to imagine it turning blood-red, all too possible to imagine a Face forming in lines of fire.
Thank God for tunnel vision. Thank God for selective perception. Because without it, we might as well all be in a Lovecraft story.
Who can remember the pangs and sweetness of those early years? We remember our first real love no more clearly than the illusions that caused us to rave during a high fever.
The world has moved on,′ we say... we’ve always said. But it’s moving on faster now. Something has happened to time.
We all remember our pleasant dreams more clearly than the scary ones.
Only a silly person would try to start a good work with a bad tool.
If ka will say so, let it be so.
Mind over matter in any form is a terrific drain on the body’s resources.
He fled the light and the knowledge the light implied, and so came back to himself. Even so do the rest of us; even so the best of us.
That was the hurtful part of motherhood, not being able to fix what you couldn’t understand.