Stephen King, fully Stephen Edwin King

Stephen
King, fully Stephen Edwin King
1947

American Author of Contemporary Horror, Supernatural Fiction, Suspense, Science Fiction and Fantasy

Author Quotes

When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.

Who gets to be best-liked in any community? Who is the most trusted? Why, the man who does the dirty job, of course, and does it with a smile. The man who does the job you couldn't bring yourself to do.

Writers must be fair and remember even bad guys (most of them, anyway) see themselves as good?they are the heroes of their own lives. Giving them a fair chance as characters can create some interesting shades of gray?and shades of gray are also a part of life.

Yes, sir, boss, like the drink only not spelled the same way.

You couldn't get hold of the things you'd done and turn them right again. Such a power might be given to the gods, but it was not given to women and men, and that was probably a good thing. Had it been otherwise, people would probably die of old age still trying to rewrite their teens.

You need openness and inability to do anything other than get to the point.

Your pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you. Now eat your pie.

They came to see what happened to their town, to see if it was indeed lying burnt and bleeding. Many of them also came to die.

This is a short book because most books about writing are filled with bullshit.

Time was a face on the water, and like the great river before them, it did nothing but flow.

Until we see each other again, keep your head together, read some good books, be useful, be happy.

We have once again succeeded in destroying what we could not create.

We're news junkies in my house.

What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in common...

When I was younger, I used to vacillate between thinking love was this great and glorious mystery and thinking it was just something a bunch of Hollywood move producers made up to sell more tickets in the Depression, when Dish Night kind of played out." Eddie laughed. Now I think that all of us are born with a hole in our hearts, and we go around looking for the person who can fill it. You...Eddie, you fill me up.

When you sit down to write, write. Don't do anything else except go to the bathroom, and only do that if it absolutely cannot be put off.

Why does everyone think that I am a cruel and insensitive man? I mean, come on, I have kids... on my desk in little jars!

Writers remember everything...especially the hurts. Strip a writer to the buff, point to the scars, and he'll tell you the story of each small one. From the big ones you get novels. A little talent is a nice thing to have if you want to be a writer, but the only real requirement is the ability to remember the story of every scar. Art consists of the persistence of memory.

Yet suppose further. Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met at a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. And within it, a stairway, perhaps rising to the Godhead itself. Would you dare climb to the top, gunslinger? Could it be that somewhere above all of endless reality, there exists a room?...' You dare not.' And in the gunslinger's mind, those words echoed: You dare not.

You couldn't not like someone who liked the guitar.

You needn't die happy when your day comes, but you must die satisfied, for you have lived your life from beginning to end.

Your Plan and the stuff that comes out of my asshole bear a suspicious resemblance to each other.

They die and leave their wives their money. I should know, shouldn't I? Sometimes they're driving home from their mistress's apartment and their brakes suddenly fail. An accident, Delores, can be an unhappy woman's best friend.

This is how a man looks when he's deciding that the risk of death is better than the risk of change.

Time's the thief of memory.

First Name
Stephen
Last Name
King, fully Stephen Edwin King
Birth Date
1947
Bio

American Author of Contemporary Horror, Supernatural Fiction, Suspense, Science Fiction and Fantasy