Saturday, March 9, 2013

The Drawing of the Three by Stephen King

  • There were all sorts of things to wonder about.
  • You never see all that you see.
  • Some of what you don't see in that glance you'll see afterwards, in the eye of your memory.  The difference between seeing and not seeing can be the difference between living and dying.
  • To act in a situation one does not understand is to invite the most terrible consequences.
  • Names were secret things, full of power.
  • Don't ignore your suspicions.
  • His first impulse was to simply tear it off, like Clark Kent while Lois Lane was tied to a railroad track or something, but that was no good in real life; sooner or later you had to explain those missing buttons.
  • Art imitates life and life imitates art.
  • For every mother who ever cursed God for her child dead in the road, for every father who ever cursed the man who sent him away from the factory with no job, for every child who was ever born to pain and asked why, this is the answer.  Our lives are like these things I build.  Sometimes they fall down for a reason, sometimes they fall down for no reason at all.
  • It's up to men to build things, paisan.  It's up to God to blow them down.
  • The best course was the safest one.
  • It was perhaps fitting to kill a despicable man with a despicable weapon.
  • There are people who need people to need them.
  • Fault always lies in the same place, my fine babies:  with him weak enough to lay blame.
  • I don't discuss philosophy.  I don't study history.  All I know is what's past is past, and what's ahead is ahead.
  • What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common.
  • I guess whether or not logic figures in all depends on what you want to believe.
  • Sometimes love actually did conquer all.
  • Might as well try to drink the ocean with a spoon as argue with a lover.
  • One fool knows another.
  • Control the things you can control.  Let everything else take a flying fuck at you, and if you must go down, go down with your guns blazing.
  • We all die in time.  It's not just the world that moves on.

The Gunslinger by Stephen King

  • He would keep going until something changed, and if nothing changed, he would keep going, anyway.
  • You will not see what you do not look for.
  • If given a knife and a hand in which to hold it, the mind would eventually eat itself.  Not because it wanted to; because it did not want to.
  • There had always been murder in the world, but telling himself so was no comfort.
  • Sooner or later, if there isn't a turncoat, the people make one.
  • When traitors are called heroes (and heroes traitors), dark times must have fallen.
  • There are quests and roads that lead ever onward, and all of them end in the same place--upon the killing ground.
  • Time's the thief of memory.
  • The only real beauty is order and love and light.
  • In the end there was only ka.
  • Boys must put on their fathers' pants in private, strut them in front of the mirror, and then sneak them back on their hangers; it was like that.  The father pretends he doesn't notice the new way the pants are hung up, or the traces of boot-polish mustaches still under their noses.
  • How we make large circles in earth for ourselves.  Around we go, back to the start and the start is there again:  resumption, which was ever the curse of daylight.
  • There are other worlds than these.
  • 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.
  • The finite mind cannot grasp the infinite.
  • New knowledge leads always to yet more awesome mysteries
  • The greatest mystery the universe offers is not life but size.  Size encompasses life, and the Tower encompasses size.
  • Everything in the universe denies nothing; to suggest an ending is the one absurdity.
  • If a God watches over it all, does He actually mete out justice for a race of gnats among an infinitude of race of gnats?  Does His eye see the sparrow fall when the sparrow is less than a speck of hydrogen floating disconnected in the depth of space?  And if He does see...what must the nature of such a God be?  Where does He live?  How is it possible to live beyond infinity?
  • Only equals speak the truth.