They were nice enough people and all, but there wasn't much love in them. Because they were too busy being afraid. Love didn't grow very well in a place where there was only fear, just as plants didn't grow very well in a place where it was always dark.
Stephen KingDiscipline and constant work are the whetstones upon which the dull knife of talent is honed until it becomes sharp enough, hopefully, to cut through even the toughest meat and gristle.
Stephen KingWhy does everyone think that I am a cruel and insensitive man? I mean, come on, I have kids... on my desk in little jars!
Stephen King