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If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cycloneStephen King
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At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling bird and bear and hare and fish.Stephen King
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It was all right to feel fear, but sometimes a very bad idea to show it.Stephen King
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A mob always picked its own leaders, and it always picked the right ones.Stephen King
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And now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mendedStephen King
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A bad song for a night such as this, mayhap, but her heart went its own way without much interest in what her head thought or wanted; always had.Stephen King
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Now the two of them rode silently toward town, both lost in their own thoughts. Their way took them past the Delgado house. Roland looked up and saw Susan sitting in her window, a bright vision in the gray light of that fall morning. His heart leaped up and although he didn't know it then, it was how he would remember her most clearly forever after- lovely Susan, the girl in the window. So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little. .Stephen King
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Men! She could not understand why so many women feared them. Hadn't the gods made them with the most vulnerable part of their guts hanging right out of their bodies, like a misplaced bit of bowel? Kick them there and they curled up like snails. Caress them there and their brains melted.Stephen King
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Disappointment was never a thing you looked for, but it had a wonderful way of clearing the mind.Stephen King
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Misery suffered did not justify misery to come.Stephen King