Book Quotes: King And Beyond.

[kingricefan]

Another Koontz quote:
'Life is a train ride, and at the many stations along the route, people important to us debark, never to board again, until by the end of our journey, we sit in a passenger car where most of the seats are empty.'- False Memory by Dean Koontz


Man, the older I get the truer this becomes.....

 

[Doc Creed]

"Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland. The frailty of everything revealed at last."

-The Road, Cormac McCarthy

 

[skimom2]

"I suppose we'll behave like a bunch of holier-than-thou hypocrites. Because the alternative is to look at ourselves in the mirror and know that we are capable of dark and terrible things."

-Michael Grant, Light (Gone series #6)

 

[Mocos]

“Books, I think, are a different kind of time machine. Instead of reminding you of a lost world, they create one for you. More personal, more intimate-unlike movies, say, the world you experience while reading a book has been lived and envisioned entirely from the INSIDE, and its contours are yours alone.” ― Neil Peart, Far and Away: A Prize Every Time

Another reason to like, respect, and admire Rush.

 

[Mocos]

"I am sorry, Boy," said the tree, "but I have nothing left to give you-
My apples are gone."
"My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy.
"My branches are gone," said the tree.
"You cannot swing on them-"
"I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy.
"My trunk is gone," said the tree.
"You cannot climb-"
"I am too tired to climb," said the boy.
"I am sorry," sighed the tree.
"I wish that I could give you something... but I have nothing left. I am an old stump. I am sorry..."
"I don't need very much now," said the boy, "just a quiet pleace to sit and rest. I am very tired."
"Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could,
"well, an old stump is a good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."
And the boy did.
And the tree was happy."
Shel Silverstein, The Giving Tree

You just never know when you have just the right gift, talent, or quality to help someone you care about... even when you think you have nothing. Hard to remember sometimes.

 

[Mocos]

"Never hate your enemies. It affects your judgment.”
Mario Puzo, The Godfather

There could be an altruistic interpretation of that, or just a cold-blooded business one. Considering the source in the book, I'm confident that altruism was never intended, lol

 

[Mocos]

"You are trying to kidnap what I have rightfully stolen, and I think it quite ungentlemanly."
William Goldman, The Princess Bride

Ah, the illogic and hypocrisy of some people!

 

[Mocos]

And my current favorite from Mr. King...
"I'm happy to go there, because I believe most people are essentially good. I know that I am. It's you I'm not entirely sure of."
Author's Note from Full Dark, No Stars

It's like he knows me.

 

[prufrock21]

Fools die.
Mario Puzo, Fools Die (quote found in the Bible)

 

[GNTLGNT]

"It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen."
George Orwell-1984

 

[muskrat]

"The girl went on her knees and bent over me, fairly gloating. There was a deliberate voluptuousness which was both thrilling and repulsive, and as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal, till I could see in the moonlight the moisture shining on the scarlet lips and on the red tongue as it lapped the sharp white teeth. Lower and lower went her head as the lips went below the range of my mouth and chin and seemed to fasten on my throat..."

Stoker, Dracula.
Duh.

 

[Dana Jean]

You know what? You're an individual, and that makes people nervous. And it's gonna keep making people nervous for the rest of your life.

--Harriet the Spy

 

[muskrat]

“I have known many gods. He who denies them is as blind as he who trusts them too deeply. I seek not beyond death. It may be the blackness averred by the Nemedian skeptics, or Crom's realm of ice and cloud, or the snowy plains and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer's Valhalla. I know not, nor do I care. Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and crimson, and I am content. Let teachers and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.”

Robert E Howard, Queen of the Black Coast

 

[Dana Jean]

"We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom.
We lived in the gaps between the stories.”

--The Handmaid's Tale

 

[Dana Jean]

“I shall remain on Mars and read a book.”
― Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man

 

[Dana Jean]

“We were alone with the quiet day, and his little heart, dispossessed, had stopped.”
― Henry James, The Turn of the Screw

 

[Dana Jean]

“It's not the end of the world at all," he said. "It's only the end for us. The world will go on just the same, only we shan't be in it. I dare say it will get along all right without us.”
― Nevil Shute, On the Beach

 

[ghost19]

"Sometimes.....Dead is better."

Jud Crandall, Pet Sematary-Stephen King

 

[Dana Jean]

“Beverly once read a science magazine article about bioluminescence, the natural glow emitted by organisms like fireflies and jellyfish, but she knows the dead also give off a strange illumination, a phosphor that can permanently damage the eyes of the living. Necroluminescence - the light of the vanished. A hindsight produced by the departed body. Your failings backlit by the death of your loved ones.”
― Karen Russell, Vampires in the Lemon Grove

 

[Dana Jean]

Spoiler: The Talisman spoiler

"Wolf collapsed like a falling tree.
Jack knelt, turned him over. The hair was melting away from Wolf's cheeks with the eerie speed of time-lapse photography. His eyes had gone hazel again. And to Jack he looked horribly tired.
"Jacky--" Wolf raised a bloody hand and touched Jack's cheek.
"Shoot...you? Did he..."
"No," Jack said, cradling his friend's head. "No, Wolf, never got me. Never did."
"I..." Wolf's eyes closed and then opened slowly again. He smiled with incredible sweetness and spoke carefully, enunciating each word, obviously needing to convey this if nothing else. "I...kept...my herd...safe."