You are alone when something like this happens. Doesn't matter how many people love you and want to help you. You are alone. When Marchent died, she was alone.

For me, places have a tremendous impact. I fall in love with places. All of life seems different in different places.

Why does shame and self-loathing become cruelty to the innocent ?

Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun

Stephen King in many respects is a wonderful writer. He has made a contribution. People in the future will be able to pick up Stephen King's books and learn a lot about who we were by reading those books.

And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt.

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia.