Stephen King Quotes
An American author, screenwriter, musician, columnist, actor, film producer and director.
(1947 - )
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Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule.
[Writing]
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Being sorry for myself is a luxury I can't afford.
[Self Pity]
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Books are a uniquely portable magic.
[Books]
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Born in Lust, Turn to Dust. Born in Sin, Come on In
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Do you know how cruel your God can be, David. How fantastically cruel? ...Sometimes he makes us live.
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Each life makes its own immitation of immortality.
[Immortality]
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French is the language that turns dirt into romance.
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Get busy living, or get busy dying.
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He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?
[Stroke]
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Hearts can break. Yes. Hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.
[Heartbreak]
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I am the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and Fries.
[Funny]
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I guess when you turn off the main road, you have to be prepared to see some funny houses.
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I watched Titanic when I got back home from the hospital, and cried. I knew that my IQ had been damaged.
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I work until beer o'clock.
[Work]
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I'm a salami writer. I try to write good salami, but salami is salami.
[Self Knowledge]
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If I know anything, I know scary. And giving this president and this out-of-control Congress two more years to screw up our future is downright terrifying. Thankfully, this national nightmare is one we can end.
[Politics]
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It's better to be good than evil, but one achieves goodness at a terrific cost.
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Kids, the fiction is the truth inside the lie, and the truth of this fiction is simple enough: the magic exists.
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No, it's not a very good story - its author was too busy listening to other voices to listen as closely as he should have to the one coming from inside.
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Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
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