Do they see the lethal insanity of a race to the brink of oblivion, and then over the edge? Apparently not. If they did, surely they wouldn't be racing to begin with. Or is it a simple failure of imagination? One doesn't like to think such a rudimentary failing could bring about the end, yet...
Stephen KingMots clés imagination war destruction folly
I've met talespinners before, Jake, and they're all cut more or less from the same cloth. They tell tales because they're afraid of life.
Stephen KingMots clés fear writing writers
How does it happen that a writer who's not even very good - and I can say that, I've read four or five of his books - gets to be in charge of the world's destiny? Or of the entire universe's?"
If he's not very good, why didn't you stop at one?"
Mrs. Tassenbaum smiled. "Touché. He is readable, I'll give him that - tells a good story...
Mots clés storytelling reading-for-pleasure
The road and the tale have both been long, would you not say so? The trip has been long and the cost has been high... but no great thing was ever attained easily. A long tale, like a tall Tower, must be built a stone at a time.
Stephen KingGod turned out to be a bunch of bad little kids playing interstellar Xbox. Isn't that funny?
Stephen KingThree heavy blows boxed him low in the back. He saw a splash of red hit the door and had time to think, 'We should have remembered the body armor.' Then he crumpled, still holding onto the knob with one hand as the world rushed away from him. Everything he was and everything he'd ever known diminished to a single burning-bright point of light. Then it went out. His hand slipped off the knob. He died on his knees, leaning against the door.
Stephen KingShe is a cat with a burning tail, an ant under a microscope, a fly about to lose its wings to the curious plucking fingers of a third-grader on a rainy day, a game for bored children with no bodies and the whole universe at their feet.
Stephen KingThey walked back into the world together, wearing the gift that had been given them: just life. Pity was not love, Barbie reflected...but if you were a child, giving clothes to someone who was naked had to be a step in the right direction.
Stephen KingIf life teaches anything at all it teaches that there are so many happy endings that the man who believes that there is no God needs his rationality called into serious question.
Stephen KingWhen it comes to the past, we all stack the deck.
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