It's hard for me to believe that people who read very little - or not at all in some cases - should presume to write and expect people to like what they have written. Can I be blunt on this subject? I...
You cannot hope to sweep someone else away by the force of your writing until it has been done to you.
Joined the singing too, and when it was done and the applause rolled out once more, he was crying a bit himself. Rita was gone. Alice Underwood was gone. New York was gone. America was gone. Even if t...
Your hair is winter fireJanuary embersMy heart burns there, too.
When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.
We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so long
Time was a face on the water, and like the great river before them, it did nothing but flow.
There are all sorts of dream interpretations, Freud's being the most notorious, but I have always believed they served a simple eliminatory function, and not much more - that dreams are the psyche's w...
The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn't real. I know that, and I also know that if I'm careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.
The soil of a man's heart is stonier, Louis. A man grows what he can, and he tends it. 'Cause what you buy, is what you own. And what you own... always comes home to you.
The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there...and still on your feet.
The memories that went with the house—the sense of unfairness and failure, the patched hole in the kitchen wall—were too raw. Frank felt as though he had been tricked out of his entire life and the be...
Sooner or later even the fastest runners have to stand and fight.
Sometimes the things presented to us as choices aren't choices at all.
So okay there you are in your room with the shade down and the door shut and the plug pulled out of the base of the telephone. You've blown up your TV and committed yourself to a thousand words a day,...
She put a hand on his hip and turned him to her. But things could go wrong, so i want to tell you something while it's just the two of us, Eddie. I want to tell you how much I love you. She spoke simp...
She nods. You're good for the ones you love. You want to be good for the ones you love, because you know that your time with them will end up being too short, no matter how long it is.
Religion is the theological equivalent of a quick-buck insurance scam, where you pay in your premium year after year, and then, when you need the benefits you paid for so—pardon the pun—so religiously...
On the day of my judgment, when I stand before God, and He asks me why did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I gonna say? That it was my job? My job?
No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.