If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.
Stephen King, The Wind Through The Keyhole
A person’s never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, we live for them.
Stephen King, The Wind Through The Keyhole
Time is a keyhole, he thought as he looked up at the stars. Yes, I think so. We sometimes bend and per through it. And the wind we feel on our cheeks when we do it – the wind that blows through the keyhole – is the breath of all the living universe.
Stephen King, The Wind Through The Keyhole
The only stupid question, my cullies, is the one you don’t ask.
Stephen King, The Wind Through The Keyhole
Pray for rain all you like, but dig a well as you do it.
Stephen King, The Wind Through the Keyhole
The Dark Tower is the Fermat’s Last Theorem of film adaptations. At least that’s what I whisper into my pillow when I cry myself to sleep.
Damon Lindelof
He who speaks without an attentive ear is mute.
Stephen King, The Dark Tower
Was there ever a trap to match the trap of love?
Stephen King, The Gunslinger
A coward judges all he sees by what he is.
Stephen King, The Dark Tower
Never’s the word God listens for when he needs a laugh.
Stephen King, The Dark Tower