Stephen-king Quotes

Writing does not cause misery, it is born of misery.

In Sarasota, Florida, Stephen King reminded me of the joy of just writing every day.

She gave him a strange maternal grin.For the first time, clearly, the thought surfaced in Paul Sheld...

The mind can calculate, but the spirit yearns, and the heart knows what the heart knows

Moonlight flooded in the windows and silvered the room, turning it into a lagoon of dreams

It was never for you, Annie, or all the other people out there who sign their letters “Your number-o...

Donald Trump is worse than any horror story I've written.

If a book is not alive in the writer's mind, it is as dead as year-old horse-shit

You need to take out the stuff that’s just sitting there and doing nothing. No slackers allowed! All...

Some memories were all right, but others were dangerous.

Your hair is winter fire,January embers.My heart burns there, too.-Stephen King, IT

Monsters are real and ghosts are real too they live inside us and sometimes they win.

It's as if God gave you something-all those stories- and said, "Here you are. Try not to lose it." B...

When you write a story you're telling yourself the story. When you rewrite your main job is taking o...

I'm not much of a believer in the so-called character study; I think that in the end, the story shou...

I'm not asking you to come reverently or unquestioningly; I'm not asking you to be politically corre...

Give me just enough information so that I can lie convincingly.

I used to hammer away at the idea of simplicity.In both fiction and non-fiction, there's only one qu...

So what, ghosts can't hurt you. That's what I thought then.

The most classic horror tale of this latter type is the Old Testament story of Job, who becomes huma...

[L]ife is more than just steering a course around pain.

Am I weird?""Yeah. But so what? Everybody's weird.

There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any se...

Because that was then and this is now. Because the past is gone, even though it defines the present.

FEAR stands for fuck everything and run.

I changed it. I had to. Do you know why?" She studied him, her eyes grave. "Because that was then an...

Memory is the basis of every journey.

I knew there were no ghosts in there, but on the other hand, what if there were?

He supposed that even in Hell, people got an occasional sip of water, if only so they could apprecia...

Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt.

Why does she have to be such a...such a...""Go on," I said. "The truth is never cussing, Son.""Such ...

Life is fair. We all get the same nine-month shake in the box, and then the dice roll. Some people g...

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what...

Sometimes when you're young, you have moments of such happiness, you think you're living on someplac...

Of all the things which make up our Short-Time lives, sleep is surely the best.

Pack up all my care and woe, blackbird, bye-bye

Rings and magazines; keychains and umbrellas; hats and glasses; rattles and radios. They looked like...

Mrs. Cole was a perfect democrat. She hated all kids equally.

He sat there studiously bent over his work (Bill saw him), which lay in a slant of crisp white winte...

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to gr...

Driving a desk was sometimes lonely, but Eddie had been in the drivers'-seat himself more than once,...

If someone had asked him, “Ben, are you lonely? , ” he would have looked at that someone with real s...

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.

stop now before i kill youa word to the wise from your friendPENNYWISE

If there are ten thousand medieval peasants who create vampires by believing them real, there may be...

Fifty yards ahead of us, a doe had come out of the woods. She stepped delicately over one rusty GS&W...

Some things you never forgot. She had come to believe that the very things the practical world dismi...

The exhausted mind is obsession's easiest prey.

Isn't bravery always sort of beautiful?

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how...

Such an ego simply forbade certain lines of thought.

Writers remember everything...especially the hurts. Strip a writer to the buff, point to the scars, ...

Most people are sheep and sheep don't eat meat

Not everyone believes in ghost’s, but I do. Do you know what they are, Trisha?“ She had shaken her h...

There is a muse, but he’s not going to come fluttering down into your writing room and scatter creat...

I believe the first draft of a book — even a long one — should take no more than three months…Any lo...

The truth is that most writers are needy.

We see her go through dangerous mood-swings, but I tried never to come right out and say "Annie was ...

It's worked! Our marriage has outlasted all of the world leaders, except for Castro. And if we keep ...

I'm not much of a believer in the so-called character story; I think that in the end, the story shou...

Paths cross all the time in this world of ours, sometimes in the strangest places- Charles Jacobs

It ain't the blows we're dealt that matter, but the ones we survive.

Get busy living or get busy dying.”― Stephen King, The Shawshank Redemption

Never tell to much. The monster is always scarier when it is still under the child's bed.

No one ever forgets a toy that made him or her supremely happy as a child, even if that toy is repla...

...some of it's how he acts like he's King Shit of Turd Mountain, but mostly it's that he's sneaky, ...

…but I guess you can never wash anything completely away, not from this dark glass of a world, and n...

the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.

Go then, there are other worlds than these.

They were close to the end of the beginning . . .

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.

...and still the hands did their trick, like over-eager dogs that want to do their rolling—over tric...

Allie sighed. It was an old yellow sound, like turning pages.

It took me twenty years of living with my father to accept the idea that being good could be good en...

When rationality begins to break down, the circuits of the human brain can overload. Axons grow brig...

The perception of a child who has not yet learned to protect itself by developing the tunnel vision ...

Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters.― Stephen King, The Shining

Shall I tell you what sociology teaches us about the human race? I’ll give it to you in a nutshell. ...

I am not the potter, not the potter's wheel, but the potter's clay; is not the value of the shape at...

Dreams are a simple psychological emetic, and people who have them are more blessed than cursed

He could not say goodbye to these three rooms as he could to a house he had loved: hotel rooms accep...

The feel of the sticky wetness down there when she moved made her grimace. God, she wanted to get cl...

In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our l...

Close your eyes and click your heals three times...because there's no place like Dome.

At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes o...

If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a ...