Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals.
He looked so strange without his guns.So .'Okay? Now that the numb-fuck apprentices have the guns and the master's unarmed, can we please go? If something big comes out of the bush at us, Roland, you...
Friends.They aren’t any such thing as good friend or bad friend.Maybe there are just friend.People who stand by you when you're hurt and who helped you feel not so lonely.Maybe there are worth being s...
Maybe there's a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised...
What if I fall?', Tim cried.Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do.
The first real terror struck him then, and there was nothing supernatural about it. It was only a realization of how easy it was to trash your life. That was what was so scary. You just dragged the fa...
In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.
De acuerdo con la leyenda, las marcas desaparecen -dijo de pronto Matt-. Cuando la víctima muere, las marcas desaparecen.-Sí, lo sé -sinió Ben, que le recordaba por el Dracúla de Bram Stoker y por los...
One of the really bad things you can do to your writing is to dress up the vocabulary, looking for long words because you're maybe a little bit ashamed of your short ones. This is like dressing up a h...
Kill your darlings, kill your darlings, even when it breaks your egocentric little scribbler’s heart, kill your darlings.
Bad writing is more than a matter of shit syntax and faulty observation; bad writing usually arises from a stubborn refusal to tell stories about what people actually do to face the fact, let us say,...
Time's the thief of memory
Want a balloon?
We are going to fight. We are going to be hurt. And in the end, we will stand.
A woman who would steal your love when your love was really all you had to give was not much of a woman.
Resolution demands a sacrifice.
Memory is the basis of every journey.
Life is like a wheel. Sooner or later, it always come around to where you started again.
People don't get better, they just get smarter. When you get smarter you don't stop pulling the wings off flies, you just think of better reasons for doing it.
All right. Here's the deal, bigshot: suck my cock. Do that and I'll let you go. Straight trade.He unzipped his fly and pulled down the elastic front of his shorts. Something that looked like a dead wh...