Relief loosens tongues beyond measure.

Sometimes life coughs up coincidences no writer of fiction would dare copy.

Flip-flop, hippety-hop, offa your rocker and over the top, life's a fiction and the world's a lie, so put on some Creedence and let's get high.

I love my sons and I love that they are writers - I also love my daughter, who's a minister and an orchard keeper! - but I wouldn't wish the burden of Mid-World and the Dark Tower on them. I enjoy working with them, though, because we fit together.

The crazy people of the world...shouldn't get to win. If God won't make it better after they do have their shitty little victories, then ordinary people have to. They have to try, at least.

We are going to fight. We are going to be hurt. And in the end, we will stand.

Even people capable of living in the past don't really know what the future holds.